This new song recalls all the records that kept Divided Heaven front man Jeff Berman alive in his youth, and how there were forces that wanted to burn all the records.
This single is rapidly becoming one of my favorites from Divided Heaven in some time. The three new tracks add in a dose of 80s Britpop. This stuff is mind-blowingly chaotic and bubbly and sugary sweet at the same time, synths running to overload along with manic guitars and desperate vocals.
Seven songs in ten minutes, clinging to reality by your fingernails, ready to snap at any moment? And another. On one LP.
The Mistons are a Portland, Oregon based duo, guitar and drums, and this is one helluva great and varied album. It starts out with the title track, an old school punk rock track with garage sensibilities. Distortion abounds in both the guitar and drums, hammering away on just a couple of chords while the vocals urgently sing-shout.
Goddamn, this is highly recommended. Oh Condor is another such band, trying to work their way to top of mind like these other bands. Some of the tracks are easy and relaxed, while most are frenetic and jittery. The track has a nervousness anxiety to it that makes it hard to sit still. Though recorded in , the record sounds like it could have been written a decade earlier, as massively creative post-punk permeates every song.
