Tuesday, 22 December 2009

One of those random reviews: Twilight Sad - “Seven years of letters”.



The Scottish indie rockers are known for producing sophisticated and rough fragile folk-rock, taint fully wrapped in layers of noise and depressive lyrics. Their dirge like darkness is still intelligibly present at their second single, taken from their album “Forget the night ahead”, released through FatCat on the 19th October.

Heavy guitar swirls are submarined by the lead singer, James Graham’s Glaswegian rusty accent and curling voice and the song narrates a melancholic tale about hidden, pressured love: “It's a sorry affair. We're on a hiding to nowhere”.
The depth of the lyrical content is swaying between well-turned phrases which create a tense and emotional atmosphere, to lines which hamper the vividness of it. The intense dynamic sounds cape is not as present as on previous tracks, but Graham delivers the song so heart-piercing that he gets away with it.

“The Twilight Sad” sound a bit like a darker and unpolished version of Newcastle quintet Maximo Park on this one. Or perhaps it’s just that Northern dusky edge that has me confused?

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