Promises were made to be in bed to battle this cold by 2am, but I then I saw Misser’s Distancing only sat five songs deep and thought I could stay up a little later to review it. It then turned into one of those records you find yourself listening to without being productive. Notes weren’t taken and I just listened, nodded along and played this stupid Facebook game (the journey to a free room in Vegas continues).
My late night/early morning attachment to Distancing wasn’t instant. “Goddamn, Salad Days” only made me think, yeah…fuck those health foods, while the chorus was the only thing that kept me coming back to “Infared.” It was all uphill after that. “Burn Out” seemed like the companion to “Time Capsules” off last year’s Every Day I Tell Myself I’m Going To Be A Better Person. If that was the case, they were smart to lead with that for Distancing, since “Time Capsules” was the strongest song (for me) off their previous record.
Usually I’d say I connected on a personal level here, but it was quite the opposite with “Alone, Die.” They claim moving to California would render dying alone. In my world, if I left the Golden Coast I’d be even more a loner than I already am. Rounding out the record “Slow It Down//Write It Out” made me think of Taking Back Sunday; the return of John Nolan.
After last year’s Every Day I Tell Myself I’m Going To Be A Better Person went from a side project to a full-fledged success, expectations for Misser’s next move were high, but they were met with Distancing. My night might have gotten longer, but hey, I got to hear a pretty solid record before bed. So if you like bands like Turnover and Transit (well…), then check out Distancing, out now on Rise Records.