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Three years ago you came inevitably into raptures when they brought the golden shimmering burst apart the New York trio The Antlers on the turntable to sound, had the master of fine knitted brooding and simply have an unerring sense of how melancholy in a gentle manner thought is floating. And by this ability has come you lose anything on the new, fifth album by now, they have only the means varied somewhat. The nine pieces come back therefore were quite high in demand all from the pen of singer Pete Silberman he had devoted himself after recovering Blessur his hearing along with bandmate, multi-instrumentalist and friend Darby Cicci primarily jazz, John Coltrane and Miles Davis, and it does not fall hard to hear these influences in Familiars. Besides Cicci still join a number of guest musicians to staff saxophone, trumpet, euphonium, tuba, the brass section accompanies a consistently from the first to the last song of the plate and gives the sound of Antlers something very solemn, graceful.

Would not silver Mans distinctive vocals, which range from soulful midtones through to delicate falsetto, the Antlers could probably halve expenses and staff costs together with the Tindersticks per band sharing. Samtpfötige Again Drums, restrained tempos, from time to time a bashful guitar solo (Intruders) or a manageable Wall Of Sound (Director), everything remains thoughtful and aimed at long-term effects. Longer in the memory also remain Silver Mans idiosyncratic lyrics this time he has dealt with the peculiarities of the human psyche. Words such as multiple personality disorder and werewolf fall there, it's about the beast that everyone carries within itself. Can you hear me when I'm trapped behind the mirror? A doppelganger roaring from my silent kind of furor? If you're quiet, you can hear the monster breathing Do you hear that gentle tapping? My ugly creature's freezing, he sings in double and further: Paranoia backward whispering on my shoulder, like a wasp is getting nervous, so if I shiver Were it not for this gently swinging songs, it could be a sky angst. One almost gets the impression Silberman not only us, but also himself done with this music a big favor. mapambulo: blog