In a time when progressive rock is experiencing a strong renaissance, and countless bands namedrop the genre, it is ironic that not a single contemporary band has so far managed to recapture the thrill and excitement '70s teenagers experienced when the first thundering Rickenbacker notes and mellotron washes hit them as they drooled over Roger Dean gatefolds back in the day. Maybe it has to be that way. You can only hear Close to the Edge or Brain Salad Surgery for the first time once, and 1970something is a long time ago.
Rites at Dawn is a major step forward for Wobbler. As songwriters they have matured. Even though the music is as complex as ever, it flows and breathes in a whole new way, and the addition of Andreas' vocals adds a very human, and dare we say emotional, element to the songs. The album somehow pulls off being both challenging and adventurous, but at the same time accessible and downright infectious. Even though this is the kind of prog connoisseurs will stroke their beards appreciatively to, it is also prog their girlfriends will like. And you really can't ask for more than that.