Air Traffic's Fractured Life is a debut album of brilliant, occasionally brutal, mood music. From the sexual euphoria of “Charlotte” to the bleak introspection
of “Empty Space”, its mindscape is one we have all experienced, or soon will. By turns anguished and exuberant, cocksure and crestfallen, it is rock lived at a pitch of bi-polar intensity that reminds you why you got into this stuff in the first place. Because life is fractured, actually, and its highs and lows have a
disconcerting way of interrupting each other. (Which is one reason why Fractured Life makes its point – all 11 of them - and leaves in 37 minutes.)