It’s been over a month since Matthew Squires and The Learning Disorders dropped Where The Music Goes To Die, and it’s been about a week since I sat down and wrote these words that you’re reading now. The holidays are a slow time for little bloggers like myself. So I took a break and then beat myself for not listening to this record sooner than I did. It’d been sitting in my inbox for weeks and then I decided to get a head start on 2015 and have this ready to go. Oh my lord, you know that feeling when you hear a line and it just stops everything around you and the words form a constant animated swirl around your mind? Yup, that’s what a lot of this record did and I’m glad this is where we’re starting the year.
You get some folk with “Echo” and a pinch of Country with “Trophy Song,” but overall Where The Music Goes To Die relies on the melancholy that lives inside a singer-songwriter who likely listens to Dylan on vinyl and has a passion for everything from the ‘60s and ‘70s when it comes to musical formations. I’d be a fool to deny the cheese factor of “Some Corny Love Song (Devotional #1).” I get it, I’m the type of person who loves the idea of love but never realistically believed those sort of situations could happen to me. Alas, here I am with a guy who has me smitten. Anyways, I was falling hard for the ones that had those lines, those prominent lines that shine like “OPEN” signs in the middle of the night. “Devotional #2” and “Where The Music Goes To Die” had them, but it was “A Strange Piece” that took the whole shebang at the end. I’ll put it below because it was so fantastic I can’t bare to stick in amongst other configurations of letters and punctuation.
“If life is just a chain of many failures, then failing will become my highest art.”
Personally I’m at the best place I’ve been in some time. It’s been almost a month without suicidal tendencies and panic attacks are a distant memory. But financially I’m still relating heavily to any song that comes across like “A Strange Piece.” So that’s probably why the end of the record stuck out to me and why it’s the one song I urge everyone to get behind. We’ve been reviewing Matthew Squires and The Learning Disorders for some time but this is the first time I’ve been gushing about a record. So do yourself a favor and kick off 2015 with this late 2014 release. Where The Music Goes To Die is out now, so get on it.
It’s weird, I don’t have a real job but somehow this Monday after the holidays was the worst…Like I actually had to get up early and return to a standard routine or something. Instead I got up late, wasted time and tried to review another album before I found this one in my inbox. Four bands make up PSST!, each bringing their own well, unique take on music.
Let’s just go track by track…Pride and Ego Down’s “Wreckage and Whys” had an indie, garage band feel that settled a bit on alternative and had one striking line but overall wasn’t particularly for me. The we rolled up on what it would sound like if the science club suddenly picked up instruments with the very geek sounding ways of Spooky Action Space Captain’s “Go To Bed, Crumpleton.” I’d definitely label this one eccentric. With “We’ll Burn That Bridge When We Get There” I felt like SRVVLST was bringing this long slow jam session intertwined between some angst ridden moments that ensured, “It’ll still get better.” Finally the punch of the split came at the end with Tir Asleen’s “Viva Pangea.” It’s like everything else was Taylor Swift up until this moment and then the rock really got laid out.
It’s less of a split and more of a compilation that offers you four different styles that range from the peculiar to intense. So if you’re the kind of music fan that likes to sample and dip their feet in different musical pools, then PSST! is for you, so check out because it’s out right now…yup, right now.
It has been more than a year since we’ve heard anything new from American Wolf. Last time around they dropped Myriad and it was very low key Silversun Pickups with songs that went on for miles. This time around things are more or less the same only even more so like a dream in slow motion with My Main Sport.
Right when “Our Weight” started I jotted down “if Coheed and Cambria mated with Bjork.” After a couple runs that sentiment still holds true. You have that falsetto voice being dispersed in music that has a very dream like state. That’s the whole record though. Every song has its own story to tell but overall the sound remains the same. You’re on one long train ride and tracks like “My Main Sport” and “Cave Fantasy” are your pillows – set for comfort. See, what is good about songs like these is they put you at ease while still remaining interesting.
They say they’re dream pop, I’d say more dream alternative but nevertheless you have a key word in each that really allows you to grasp what this record is all about. It’s creating this musical universe where things are a little fuzzy and things move at their own pace. If you like artists like well, obviously Silversun Pickups then you’ll likely want to check out what American Wolf is all about. How do you do that? Well by picking up My Main Sport, out now.