But sometimes I wonder how it feels to live in the slow-moving, indie-darling dream world Forth Wanderers insists on creating: you spend days staring out the dirty window of your Brooklyn apartment, gazing languidly at trees and thinking about heartbreak. You get high at a basement show and walk home in the rain and meditate on how no one gets you. You occasionally go to your classes, but mostly you just stay home to write poetry in an oversized thrift-store sweater. Or something like that.
“Sons and Daughters” isn’t your average punk anthem. Rather than sticking to the usual punk fodder–namely, rage and rebellion–Floridian punk rockers The Attack are going hard in the opposite direction. On their single, which will be featured on their album On Condition this November, the group successfully marries basic punk structure with an emotional and even touching ballad about staying close to the people you love most.
If his lyrics and video are any indication, he smashes up his old records and tells us he’s switching up his style for any lane. He pays tribute to sports cars with those name drops of a Blue Mulsanne and an SV Roadster. When he gets into that McLaren in the end with the panther, he’s literally speeding off for something better with a newfound fierceness. If you look very, very closely, you can probably see my eyes rolling off my head. Subtlety is truly a lost art form.
Fangirls of the world can rejoice! Niall Horan of One Direction fame released his first single, “This Town,” early today. And… well, at least the 1D fans will be happy.
You had to see this show to believe it, man.
Blesst Chest tests how far art can go before it stops making sense. There are no lyrics to guide us through the album, no unifying melody or tone. There’s no escape rope. You end up either reeling yourself back in and breathing a sigh of relief, or forging ahead blindly through the dark, nonsensical insanity that is Wish We Were There. Whether you like it or not, WWWT is one hell of a ride.
Forevermore uses a somewhat broader lens to examine the shifts of consciousness throughout human history using a theory known as spiral dynamics. As a concept album, Integral tells the story of an immortal man who observes these changes in thought patterns as he moves through the years. It’s ambitious, to say the least.
If Gone Is Gone sounds vaguely familiar, it’s probably because the members are veterans in the hard rock arena. The supergroup’s self-titled debut EP is, without a doubt, distinctive. At times darkly languishing, expansive, and even psychedelic, Gone Is Gone pushes the boundaries of what heavy music should be.
It always makes me nervous listening to a band’s second full-length, but I shouldn’t have bothered, because Everything Was Sound gives Native Blood, a run for its money. It’s a call to arms, a tirade against a society that stigmatizes mental illness. It’s pushing back against misconceptions, and that’s something we can all get behind.
It’s ironic, really, how the places we go to heal are the most unpleasant. “Gift of Life” is what you get when you blend that sterilized, insular ecosystem of a hospital with the grimy, unrestrained punk that Violent Human System (VHS for short) unabashedly churns out.