Music, music, MUSIC, I can’t get over it!!! So I’m gonna give you a little update on what’s been runnin’ through my stereo lately…yes, I said stereo…because playing real CDs in an actual stereo is legit. At least I think so…
First stop, Með Suð Í Eyrum Við Spilum Endalaust by Sigur Rós–thanks to Ryan Stubbs (guitarist of The Glorious Unseen) for a wonderful recommendation, and thanks to Best Buy for keeping stock of a good product (we shall likely be doing business again).
Dear goodness, is this a beautiful piece of artwork. The driving rhythms and enchanting vocals of “Gobbledigook” summons you to go dance through the woods, while the crooning, soft acoustic guitar and strings of “Góðan Daginn” will have you dreaming a misty morning walk through a meadow. “All Allright,” with a quiet piano, somber brass instruments, and soothing vocals is perfect for those moments meant for staring out the window. I’ve totally used a portion of this album to help me fall asleep. If you’re an ambient rock fan, there’s no reason why you shouldn’t have this album in your arsenal.
The second album was a lucky find at The Neighborhood Thrift: a signed copy of Between the Trees’ The Story and the Song. The story is that I hadn’t ever paid much attention to Between The Trees, but I knew I at least liked the song “The Way She Feels,” so I decided to take the $1.99 gamble.
And oh…my…Fender…I fell in love with this CD. Which, of course, means I got my heart broken when I found out that the band had just ended this past winter. It’s just how it goes.
Well-orchestrated electric guitars, drums, bass, and keyboard work paired with Ryan Kirkland’s extraordinary vocals that absolutely burst with emotion create a sweet album of alternative-(dare I say emo?)-pop. The melodies of “White Lines and Red Lights,” “The Way She Feels,” “Words,” and “Darlin'” have often been caught on my vocal chords.
On a completely different note, Oh, Sleeper has been ripping me up with their most recent album Son of the Morning. If you’ve seen some chick driving a little white car, headbanging to some insane metalcore blasting out the windows, going exactly the speed limit…well…I’m probably that chick.
Son of the Morning is a solid sophomore work. Interestingly, it’s kind of like a metal version of pop–despite Micah Kinard’s gut-wrenching vocals and the breakdowns of electric guitars and pounding double bass drum shouting for you to headbang, you’ll also find yourself singing along somehow.
Standout tracks include “Son of the Morning” and “The Finisher”–two very intense depictions of God’ showdown with Satan–the circle-pit-a-licious “World Without a Sun,” and the haunting and emotional “Reveries of Flight,” a Thrice-esque piece.
Three very different genres, three noteworthy albums–hopefully I was able to catch your interest in at least one of them.
Post-hardcore fans, you’ll just have to wait until later–I bought Emery’s new CD We Do What We Want at the concert, and since it’s a newer item, I’ll be posting a separate review on that nice little shiny circle. Kay? :)