Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Lift Yr Skinny Fists Like Antenna to Heaven


Yesterday there were some words being thrown about. Strong words. Words like "perfect" and "record." I laid claimed to a few yet they've gone unheralded. Here begins the heralding:

This is another one of them "alone listenin'" records. I would suggest loud and laying down for a first listen. There are some who feel this record and the band in general are repetitive or even boring. True it is repetitive, but in the way that waves roll onto a beach are repetitive. Or crash into rocks depending on where you are in the record. This is how much of the album feels. Like waves. It will move you about if you let it envelope you in it's blanket of alternating ups and downs. And not just ups and downs, but the ins and outs. The small and the large. The constant struggle for balance between desolation and hope. There are bits that will give you chills, bits that may very well bring you to tears with their beauty, and there are some parts that are just damn good (the entire record.)

I quite hope you enjoy this record on at least half the level that I do. If you're already privy to the magic then...well done.

Perfection

2 comments:

  1. I don't even remember where I found these guys, I just remember knowing they belonged there as soon as I put them in my CD player.

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  2. i like this. and i like that i wasn't cool enough to like this album when jesse made me buy it instead of dashboard confessional. i remember being confused. maybe a little scared. much like when i listened to ok computer when it first came out. i didn't like ok computer until about six years later. i'm that uncool. maybe i should give this one another listen.

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