miércoles, 30 de enero de 2013
lunes, 28 de enero de 2013
Some Army - Under the Streetlights
"Some Army's songs are sprawling, spacious things that bear impressive emotional weight. With a tantalizing 10 minutes of music on its January 7-inch, Some Army anticipates releasing an LP this year or so. Let's hope it's soon." -- Corbie Hill, THE INDEPENDENT
"All hail a simple triumph of songwriting here from North Carolina's Some Army. Smouldering chamber pop par excellence. " -- ELECTRIC SOUND OF JOY
"As Russell Baggett’s prior band, The Honored Guests, faded into a period of inactivity after a pair of 2010 releases with suddenly prescient titles (Into Nostalgia and Please Try Again), and its members started families and new bands, Baggett’s songwriting bug didn’t quit gnawing. And with the formation of Some Army last year, Baggett’s music has taken a steady step forward. The band’s three-song debut is an assured and ambitious 10 minutes, deftly casting nuanced atmosphere and running between bleary melancholic slow-pop and barely-restrained arena-rock vamps. Textured with shoegaze guitars and dreamy keys, Some Army’s debut is an artful and accomplished opening salvo. Luckier still, these three songs have been promised to reappear with the company of others on Some Army’s eventual LP." -- Bryan Reed, SHUFFLE MAGAZINE
"When seven-inch singles include more than two songs, the music between the grooves is generally spasmodic and short—breakneck hardcore, blasting noise, bursting power-pop. But the three tracks on the debut release from Chapel Hill scene-vet sextet Some Army are more concerned with the romantic, slow-build-and-burn side of psychedelic rock than with loud entrances and quick exits. Both "Servant Tires" and "Fall on Your Sword" open as if amid a haze, with frontman Russ Baggett leading his new band through drifts that steadily escalate into squall. Languid and damaged, "Fall on Your Sword" twinkles politely before grinding through a web of noise and sustain, like a more delicate My Morning Jacket tune with a gnarled solo courtesy of Wilco's Nels Cline. On "Servant Tires," a bed of slide-guitar hum, keyboard glow and primal backbeat diligently builds into one final exhalation, putting Baggett's world-weariness momentarily to rest like a babe at naptime.
Though the other track, "Queens," lasts for just 49 seconds, it's a very telling instrumental interlude. Sitting between the single's two anthems, it betrays a band with album-length ambitions, or at least the smarts to treat the two halves of this debut as the foundation of a repertoire that's bound, like these songs, to bloom." -- Grayson Currin, THE INDEPENDENT