FareWell Poetry – Hoping for the Invisible to Ignite 8.3
FareWell Poetry is a strange band indeed. Merging poetry with Post-Rock, it is a difficult balance. On one hand how many people read poetry? On the other who listens to Post-Rock? To really gain someone’s attention in either discipline and in this regard you have to be beyond amazing. Whoever is behind this project has certainly done their homework in terms of focus, sound, and scope. For the full package you receive a Super 8 black and white film. Yep, they do not mess around.
“As True as Troilus” begins the effort off in 19 minutes. It begins with poetry before breaking down into instrumental passages. Sonically I’m reminded of “A Silver Mount Zion”. They play with the same amount of seriousness and general beautiful bleakness. Halfway through the first song you’re treated to some truly gorgeous moments. In a few fleeting movements I’m reminded of Godspeed’s grandeur, a compliment I do not throw around by any means. Restraint is duly shown to avoid the ‘crescendo upon crescendo’ effect. Towards the end of the track they do blast the volume but it feels deserved.
The second half is taken up with the two-part “All in the Full, Indomitable Light of Hope”. Part one of this suite is mostly poetry. Her voice is rather pleasant, somewhat luxurious and befitting of the accompaniment. For the second half they spread out a bit and are mostly instrumental. The second half is perhaps the most upbeat they get for the entire album. “In Dreams Airlifted Out” ends the album.
Give this album time. Initially the poetry reading may turn off some listeners. Stick with it. After a few listens it begins to show its true charms. Everything fits together though it does take time to see exactly how. FareWell Poetry is far more heartfelt than I could have anticipated.
#neveragain (at McCarran International Airport)
new team business cards!
i wrote you a letter / asked your best friend to send it / but took to the sea before you could have read it / retreated to snowcapped waters of the unknown / extracted my heart while it was still beating / but glowing and red / and i swear that sweat would envelop your arms if you broke down and held it / i swear i’m a good man / so why don’t you love me back? / instead of twisting up words you just sat there in silence / in wind burnt homes sighing rays from a sunset / and all i could hear was the sound of the wasp nest / my head made a home for the hum of the insects / but my hands shake and shudder at the mention / of half hearted reasons why we’ll only be friends / i swear i’m a good man / so why don’t you love me back?
did you see thank you scientist?Nah, I got there late.. as usual…
because I am angry and hurt.
I call upon thee to ice bucket challenge on Oakland. (at The Wall At Grizzly Peak)
pretty much all the “screamo” bands I grew up listening to make shitty music now.