CAVLDRON FIVE <> FEED ME FEAR
[ Now playing in Demon Tribe Hollow... Alaska by Between The Buried And Me from Alaska ]
[ Also playing in Demon Tribe Hollow... Informal Gluttony by Between The Buried And Me from Colors ]
Man, I would hope these guys need no introduction, but Im sure they do. Actually, in the general publics defense, I think this particular band has gotten too unconventional for their own good. I just dont hear any soul anymore and none of the album imagery connects with me. Its like theyre attempting a soundtrack for Carl Sagans Cosmos when nothing no matter how progressive and adventurous would fit that bill. Admirable, yet doomed to fail.
But five years ago, they hit one out of the park with their radically experimental, yet soulful album Colors, and two years before that with the perhaps even more relatable Alaska.
Raleighs Between The Buried And Me have some incredible recordings under their belt, and Im hoping they soon return to more music for the heart instead of the head. Until that time, however, we have the annihilating titular track of their third album, which I interpret as a kind of paean to isolation, using our 49th state as a frame of reference.
And theres the even more impressive Informal Gluttony from the record that followed two years later. Tommy Giles Rogers (lead vocalist and keys) is not a great lyricist, but that lions roar of his is phenomenally impressive for a guy with such a small frame. Forget that his is quite possibly the best death cry ever, with the possible exception of Job For A Cowboys Jonny Davy.
But Rogers can do something Davy seems incapable of, which is contrasting that subterranean, wicked howl with a gentler voice capable of rendering haunting melodies with both precision and soul. And this he does with the chorus of Informal Gluttony, pleading that a more watchful eye be trained on those who rabidly consume only to sate their desire for consumption; and that more encouragement be fostered for those who are engaged by not what they covet and collect, but by what they experience.
[ Now playing in Demon Tribe Hollow... Alaska by Between The Buried And Me from Alaska ]
[ Also playing in Demon Tribe Hollow... Informal Gluttony by Between The Buried And Me from Colors ]
Man, I would hope these guys need no introduction, but Im sure they do. Actually, in the general publics defense, I think this particular band has gotten too unconventional for their own good. I just dont hear any soul anymore and none of the album imagery connects with me. Its like theyre attempting a soundtrack for Carl Sagans Cosmos when nothing no matter how progressive and adventurous would fit that bill. Admirable, yet doomed to fail.
But five years ago, they hit one out of the park with their radically experimental, yet soulful album Colors, and two years before that with the perhaps even more relatable Alaska.
Raleighs Between The Buried And Me have some incredible recordings under their belt, and Im hoping they soon return to more music for the heart instead of the head. Until that time, however, we have the annihilating titular track of their third album, which I interpret as a kind of paean to isolation, using our 49th state as a frame of reference.
And theres the even more impressive Informal Gluttony from the record that followed two years later. Tommy Giles Rogers (lead vocalist and keys) is not a great lyricist, but that lions roar of his is phenomenally impressive for a guy with such a small frame. Forget that his is quite possibly the best death cry ever, with the possible exception of Job For A Cowboys Jonny Davy.
But Rogers can do something Davy seems incapable of, which is contrasting that subterranean, wicked howl with a gentler voice capable of rendering haunting melodies with both precision and soul. And this he does with the chorus of Informal Gluttony, pleading that a more watchful eye be trained on those who rabidly consume only to sate their desire for consumption; and that more encouragement be fostered for those who are engaged by not what they covet and collect, but by what they experience.
i guess when you been a band for over 13 years you gotta venture off in new directions, like you said
i could easily blaze a fatty to Alaska haha...it reminds me of Shadows Falls the art of balance