CD Review

The Autumns – “The Autumns”

By Marcus Pan

The AutumnsKind of shoegazery with a folky flair. Starts off slow with, interestingly enough, a song called The End. The vocalists have a sweet and EMO like quality to their voices and sound almost as if they are holding back. Just before the guitars awaken, there's a broken-up section of the song that adds a definitively garage feel. And it's the combination of all these things – shoegazeryness, folk strums, held-in-check vocals, EMO weirdness and just a touch of surreal – that make The Autumns a very interesting selection for any listener’s stereo, whether they are fans of any style of rock 'n roll music.

Segues from one song to another are almost indistinguishable, as Hush, Plain Girls sounds similarly to The End with all of the make-up originally stated. At this point, while I dug The End and am still digging Hush, Plain Girls I'm hoping that the record doesn't get so similar for the full thirteen tracks and 50+ minutes on the disc. On many instances, The Autumns take on an even jam-like consistency, such as in the third track Deathly Littered Reasons, which seems to be a third part to the float-through The End jam.

By the time we hit Desole on track four, The Autumns start differentiating between songs with a sudden halt to Deathly Littered Reasons previous. Still retaining that floaty quality, but finally moving further away from the enchanting yet long-lasting dirge of the first three, seemingly connected, tracks on their self titled album.

Every Sunday Sky is a nice track with sublime lyrics and smooth EMO-esque musical surroundings. Slumberdoll meanwhile picks up the guitars just a tad louder but retains its floaty atmosphere. Further tracks continue in this vein of soft, louder, soft, louder without ever getting stuck too far in heavy. Sometimes, like on Wish Star as it did on the end of Deathly Littered Reasons, The Autumns will head off into the sunset still dragging along their instruments and hitting out chord progressions that seem more akin to battling one another than melding. But they deftly follow this up with the opening piano of The Moon Softly Weeps a Lullaby which lightly plays along with accompanying strings (cello?). An instrumental that trips the light fantastic into the fields under the night sky.

Overall I did dig The Autumns for its quality and great work. It has its time and place – a night after a club; chilling out after a punk concert; spinning lightly from the corner of the desk as you type up medical records at work. You know...that sort of thing. It's for chilling you down, not for firing you up. Some of us, as we watch the decades encroach on our years, can understand where I'm coming from here.

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