Matt James: I know little about Majical Cloudz beyond the duo’s delightful dabblings with Grimes, but “Silver Car Crash” is striking enough to make me feel I really need to start paying attention. It’s the most hopelessly romantic ode to automobile atrocities since the Smiths’ “There Is a Light That Never Goes Out”. “We will both die laughing whilst I am holding on to you,” croons Devon Welsh over glowing Angelo Badalamenti-style synths. It’s both terrifying and crushingly beautiful. I doubt, however, I’ll be going around Mr. Welsh’s house for cream tea and buttered scones anytime soon as judging by the video the man is quite clearly insane. [8/10]
Dustin Ragucos: Singer Devon Walsh has a voice that can be booming any time it wants to, and that’s frightening, considering that this video feels like it was shot on Bizarro Earth. His intense presence in front of the camera, complete with eyes that pierce through your screen, accentuate his ideas of love. Yes, it’s another song that talks about a car crash, but, thankfully, he mentions the gory details while the angelic choir prepares the lovers for heaven… or hell. The electronic touches are, at times, subtle, and that makes this track so intimate. Listeners are in their cars, looking at the wreck with their own partners, and crashing themselves. [6/10]
Kevin Korber: Congratulations, guys; you made the Canadian indie-electronica version of Alphaville’s “Forever Young” with much lower stakes. As it turns out, that was a pretty solid idea for a song. [7/10]
Steve Horowitz: Holy Morrisey, there is a light that never goes out because we die laughing after crashing the car. It leaves the singer wide-eyed and death obsessed. He says its better than being afraid of love. Despite the melodrama, the video and music start to drag. We don’t fear the reaper here, but we never learn to love him either. [5/10]
Ed Whitelock: I have never heard Majical Cloudz before, but this just became my favorite love song of the moment. The lyrics are morbidly alluring and the disjointed swirls and squibs of electronic sound mirror the kind of mental state one imagines reaching after days without sleep, which our unblinking lead singer appears committed to personifying. [8/10]
John Garratt: Disaffected vocals singing a paper-thin melody. This could be anybody really, but check out that misspelled name! [4/10]