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Those Lavender Whales - My Bones Are Singing

by James Weiskittel Rating:7 Release Date:2017-04-07

Those Lavender Whales have spent the better part of the last decade slowly building their audience with one solid release after another.  The South Carolina band does an impressive job creating some instantly memorable, thoughts-of-yesteryear-invoking Indie-rock on their forthcoming release My Bones Are Singing.  Singer Aaron Graves (who is in recovery from a 2014 brain-tumor diagnosis) and Co. give the performance of a lifetime, pouring an entire spectrum of emotion into these twelve songs.  

Album opener “Growing”, with it’s gentle hum and strum serves as an unassuming overture of sorts, while tracks like “Oh My God” and “Lose My Mind” show off the band’s ability to turn up their amps and rock with the best of them.  But where these songs provide the album with a sense of purpose and momentum, much of the album operates in softer dynamics with songs like the pensive “I Feel Like” and the conversational “I Woke Up” showing off the band’s ability to musically simmer.

It’s all about setting expectations, and while Those Lavender Whales have crafted a collection of beautiful songs, the strength of My Bones Are Singing may also be its only weakness, as the sonic range they cover ultimately leaves the album feeling a bit unbalanced.  Case in point, the crushingly orchestrated drive of “How To Cook Everything” is a clear album highlight here, and with it’s open mix of fuzzed-out guitars and cinematic strings washing over the song like a pulsing wave, it’s hard not to measure the rest of the material against this one track and wish that there was more like this.

That minor point aside, these songs are incredibly well-crafted and just quirky enough to avoid the typical folk-trappings.  There’s a permeating sense of joy to My Bones Are Singing that shines through these performances, and repeated listens reveal a clever undertone to much of the record that should reward a patient listener.

With its album cover adorned with a kalaidascope’d burst of rays not unlike something you would’ve drawn with crayons as a child, My Bones Are Singing is often an exercise in the art of understated musings; an album that revels in the familiar, immediately recalling some of Indie-Rock's best moments while adding a healthy dose of something fresh and new.

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