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.
Currently sitting with an arm full of runny nose residue because the tissues are far and it’s easier to sit with my own sickness and listen to One Mile Left’s The High Rise Afternoon than it is to walk five feet to bathroom. Burning up like a Jonas Brother, I was surprised to hear the pop punk sounds of yesteryear on The High Rise Afternoon. It was more Blink than Wonder Years, and under all my sweat I felt like 14 year old me was reviewing this record.
It’s easy to spot the trends and play along. I don’t know how many bands I’ve compared to The Wonder Years in the past few years, but it’s been a plenty and I’m sure that was the case when Blink 182 hit the mainstream and people were reviewing pop punk bands over a decade ago, but it’s still hard for me to not note it. Anyways, songs like “You, Me And The Dealer Tonight” didn’t impress me much and every time the record played through, I mentally checked out when this one started. I’d like to add that I haven’t hit the (NyQuil) bottle yet. Then there’s “Jenny.” I had to ask myself if I enjoyed the one slow song on the EP, and after a couple listens, the consensus was yes. So I advise you to not hit “skip” when you reach the end.
The best tracks came from the start with “Fast Kills, Cheap Thrills” and towards the end with “I Want To Go Out With Saylor Twift.” More kudos to the one with the catchier title though. I’ll let you be the judge on that one and say that song had a line about hearts still beating that made me think of not Blink, but +44. Listen and make sure not to miss it. Was is purely an homage or a coincidence? Either way, these are the songs to check out to get the best feel for One Mile Left, in case you’re in a hurry or something.
If you have the time, then great…Check out One Mile Left if you’re into bands like Blink 182 (obviously) and MxPx. If you haven’t got the time and are into the aforementioned bands, then you better make time and get your hands on a copy of The High Rise Afternoon, out now.
Memorial Day weekend was more depressing than relaxing. This is especially true for a girl who spends almost all her time with a laptop in hand. I had to abandon my love of writing for a trio of days filled with family time, drama and game nights. While it was a mixture of fun and sadness, I am happy to be back in the arms of my normal late night routine with Carraway’s White Walls. Their album too is made up of grief and good times. Okay, so maybe the good times were had by me instead of the band, but still. Their post-hardcore laced with melodies is just what I needed to jump back into things.
While I tried to earn a free room in Vegas for September via a Facebook app, I started White Walls and was met with a line from Groundhog Day in “Anechoic.” I turned into those annoying English majors and tried to read too into this one. Anechoic means “free from echoes” and the line is from a movie about being on repeat. I had to assume with lines like “spelling out everything I hate in me,” this song was about the continuous self-loathing of an individual, which no one ever hears. That’s just my guess though. “Once Bright” slipped by unnoticed each time, but I’d say that’s okay because “Wake” is the recommended track anyways. It has an indie start, but once the vocals kick in, it’s the same troubled vigor that’s heard throughout the rest of White Walls.
My hands are still getting back into their keyboard formation as the clock strikes half past midnight and I stare down a pile of “must get this shit done because we lost a day.” But one thing’s for sure, Carraway is already taken care of. So if you enjoy music from bands like Constraints and Old Rules, then you’ll like what you get when you listen to Carraway. White Walls is out now, so get on it.