Coma Divine: The Music of Porcupine Tree - Part II

Up the Downstair – 1993

“What you are listening to are musicians, making music under the influence of a mind-altering chemical called…”

There is something very special about nostalgia. That desire for something that only existed during a unique place and time that you were not a part of. Porcupine Tree’s second release, Up the Downstair, is the antithesis of nostalgia in all its forms because it sums up what it means to be a progressive musician. Apples to oranges, this record could be seen as the bands first “serious” album. Gone are the acid trip-esk voice overs from the 60’s, (well most of them), and what we are left with is a collection of tracks that ooze of a more civilized Porcupine Tree. Released just two years after the black sheep that was On the Sunday of Life, Up the Downstair seemingly picks up where the previous record left off. Or so it would seem… Beginning with the charismatic little pre-recorded intro, we get the feeling that this is going to be more of the same. But what immediately follows is a quick and dirty cutaway to an almost punkishly guitar and keyboard loop. And thus we begin down a road full of a mix-mash of genres and emotions. The long keyboard passages calm us into an attentive lull only to be awakened by extended guitar solos that could be from Pink Floyds Meddle. There are so many little sound bites scattered throughout Up the Downstair that if you blink you just might miss one. This is something I love about this release. The amount of attention required to fully appreciate this record. Most music I hear these days tend to over-simplify their sound to appeal to the unwashed masses. But not Porcupine Tree. During a time when Nirvana was leading fans away from progression, Steven Wilson could be found experimenting with a guitar in ways nobody at the time was. But Up the Downstair isn’t a predictable record by any means; it still has a groove interlaced in the songs that could almost be described as “dance music”. But don’t let that fool you. And while this record has its eccentric moments, almost nowhere in the recordings can be found any trace of the previous record. The chaos is much more controlled here and I for one appreciate that. The whole album flows with a more fluid contentiousness to it. Even the instruments sounds have improved. From Eloy-esk space influenced keyboards and Tangerine Dream guitar work, the sound has a much more memorable and frankly enjoyable vibe to it. Up the Downstair was the last Porcupine Tree made by Steven alone and it stands out as the most willing to throw aside previous ideas of music and create something entirely new.