Tablecloths Gliding In Immediate Take-off
As pointed out in a recent Schneider post and Darling list email, the EP we recorded last year was reviewed by a French-language music e-zine, Derives.net. As a result, evidently, it's selling in Belgium.
So I'm no professor of French, which is why I had it converted to English by a web translator. What came out is a 'beaut:
‘Ground i's sound' this is as naïve as to fall in love and to feel jaunty, this also is blessed gods as a fresh shower squarely canicule, the sensation to be at the right place at the right moment.
Darling this is a little the brother more intello, melancholic and subtle of Human Television. There where the latter sawed us literally in two with as irresistible as immediate melodies, Darling arrives to the same result but by diverted ways, with more of depth and of musical wealth, evoking peels mixes The Clean and David Kilgour, the Pavement, Havergal and Modest Mouse of the beginnings, but with a good dose of reverb to the Chuzzlewit / Roy Montgomery, sufficiently of innovations, of charms the trust, And of introversion to leave mouth gapes.
Darling is at the basis an American, started one up trio to the fall 2003, to kill boredom, as a duet between Jeff Schneider and Jason Munchoff, rejoined in 2004 by Jesslyn Jalayerian then going out this first ep in 2005.
In the better one worlds, Darling would be currently to the place of Clap Your Hands and Say Yeah, but being given the infime impact of this webzine, if nothing budges somewhere else, ‘Ground i's sound' just condemned to become the one of these discs worships destined to point finger the unsuitability between the affection of the masses indie and a pointed talent that chooses a way.
With its seven songs in thirty-five minutes in a done scored booklet hand and feeling again the paint, the disc holds more of a mini-album than of an ep. A very beautiful declaration of intention, an evident one for a group that already must have the impression to preach in the desert. Nevertheless of my side after two days of listens, I not some let go, this disc succeeds as little to combine spontaneity, freshness, melancholy.
A thing to say to the listens first piece, amen, one wants well to sign black on white, directly, that one will follow the group to the track, religious, also a long time as it will explore the same earths with such a accuracy and fineness of emotions. ‘Ground i's sound' transports us to each listens to the seventh sky, these direct vocal ones and touching, this guitar reflected. A minute of weightlessness before the piece does not begin really, bucolic and growing green, with crazy acoustic guitars to purity it proud unbelievable, tablecloths gliding in immediate take-off, rhythms invigorating. Completely the piece kind of which I did not dare to dream so far, one types foot in rhythm, the cœur fébrile.
‘Keyholes' more melancholic east, poignant and intimist, as a David Kilgour that would have undergone the influence of the Early Day Mine. ‘Reading Lines' recalls the beginnings of Havergal in his construction in ellipse, a guitar reflected that awakens a melancholic pain interior, a fragile construction to the simplicity that adorned made unstable nevertheless to the first one listens. Again a piece to listen some curls to the loss total knowledge. ‘Nightlight' continues in this mixture between naïve melodies, evident melancholic and fuzzy of réverbérations and of structures, to every time saving. This that gives a certain saving ambiguity to Darling that returns the unique and original group.
The sky opens somewhat the time of ‘Turning Gray' where it group offers more evidence mélodique, losing a little his mystery. On ‘Pulling down', the song somewhat hesitating adds a certain beneficial décallage to which one participate tablecloths of atmospheric synthé. At the start of finally banal elements, Darling aligns the miracles with a character force exemplary. On this piece, the guitar holds the ramp and does not loosen it, finishing in a stunning and épurée climbed reflected. The ep finishes quietly on ‘Lights are low', not deviating any his trajectory.
Darling begins with a first disc absolutely excel that gives envies to pray all the saints for that it quickly is followed by an album of the even believed and that the group to go out quickly anonymity type where it vegetates for the moment.