Artist:   Butterfly Explosion
Title:    Lost Trails
Label:    Revive Records
Genre:    Rock
Bitrate:  192kbit av.
Time:     00:57:46
Size:     83.95 mb
Rip Date: 2010-02-26
Str Date: 2010-03-01

01. Closer                                                        5:08
02. Tracing Stars                                                 3:53
03. Sophia                                                        5:07
04. Chemistry                                                     4:36
05. Automatic                                                     7:54
06. Turn In You                                                   3:53
07. Insulate Dreams                                               4:36
08. Carpark                                                       6:11
09. Crash... See You On The Other Side                            7:22
10. A Nearer Sky                                                  5:53
11. A Warmer Moment                                               3:13

Release Notes:

Hey, the three of you paying attention, remember that three way musical
pile up I described last time we went round this place? Imagine that,
but a bit worse. Or better, depending on your point of view.

Kill Hannah just barreling down the highway, lit up from a half dozen
martinis after work. The Birthday Massacre paying closer attention to
the text message than the road. Explosions in the Sky falling asleep at
the wheel with explosives in the trailer. Placebo looking for a cd on
the floor. All converging on the intersection of U2 and My Bloody
Valentine. From the ensuing carnage rises The Butterfly Explosion, a
particularly good band with a particularly awful name.

I'm not really sure what kind of image is supposed to be evoked with a
name like that. Am I supposed to imagine butterfly's exploding? Is that
supposed to be indicative of what listeners are in for? How is that
supposed to be anything but sad and a mite bit tragic? After listening
to the album in its entirety, I can be confident in telling you that it
nothing like one would imagine a butterfly exploding. Well at least
what I would imagine. What I find interesting is that the music behind
its rather baffling name is quite wonderful, a sort of alt pop fantasy
that is built from rather familiar parts but manages to be just a bit
better than the bulk of the bunch.

Continuing in the inexplicably named vein, TBE is the brainchild of one
Gazz, a guitarist based out of Dublin, Ireland that began the project
as a strictly solo one.Only after releasing a few independent EP's to
little to no effect did he make the rather wise decision to build a
band around him. This part of the band seems to have avoided or
dissuaded any attempt on the part of Gazz to spiffy up their monikers,
as they are very plain named. John. Conor. Laura. Drums. Bass. Keys and
bit of backup. Thats the gist of it. What comes out of this seemingly
simple arrangement, though, is something to behold.

There go the soaring vocals. The dreamy, ethereal guitar that through
simplicity, grandiosity is achieved. A light touch on the keys. The
slightly vague but no less powerful lyrics that are very obviously not
supposed to be what you're paying attention to. I was hooked. So much
so that not once was I inclined to change the track. No small feat in
the age of the quick switch.  It does have a bit of an issue with
redundancy after a bit. By that, I mean that from about track four on,
the breakdowns in every song start to sound about the same. Slow build
up, a touch of piano and then bam, there goes the guitar, three chords
slamming for about three minutes before it fades away and the cycle
begins anew. The care given to these arrangements, though, goes a long
way towards rendering these minor quibbles moot.

There is nothing revolutionary happening on Lost Trails, but what is
happening is exciting. Every single note packed into the grooves of
this disc is worth hearing. Whether it's worth hearing again is
something you'll have to ask me in a month. Now if someone would be
nice enough to send Gazz a missive about that silly name.

sire@hush.ai



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Artist:   Butterfly Explosion
Title:    Lost Trails
Label:    Revive Records
Genre:    Rock
Bitrate:  192kbit av.
Time:     00:57:46
Size:     83.95 mb
Rip Date: 2010-02-26
Str Date: 2010-03-01

01. Closer                                                        5:08
02. Tracing Stars                                                 3:53
03. Sophia                                                        5:07
04. Chemistry                                                     4:36
05. Automatic                                                     7:54
06. Turn In You                                                   3:53
07. Insulate Dreams                                               4:36
08. Carpark                                                       6:11
09. Crash... See You On The Other Side                            7:22
10. A Nearer Sky                                                  5:53
11. A Warmer Moment                                               3:13

Release Notes:

Hey, the three of you paying attention, remember that three way musical
pile up I described last time we went round this place? Imagine that,
but a bit worse. Or better, depending on your point of view.

Kill Hannah just barreling down the highway, lit up from a half dozen
martinis after work. The Birthday Massacre paying closer attention to
the text message than the road. Explosions in the Sky falling asleep at
the wheel with explosives in the trailer. Placebo looking for a cd on
the floor. All converging on the intersection of U2 and My Bloody
Valentine. From the ensuing carnage rises The Butterfly Explosion, a
particularly good band with a particularly awful name.

I'm not really sure what kind of image is supposed to be evoked with a
name like that. Am I supposed to imagine butterfly's exploding? Is that
supposed to be indicative of what listeners are in for? How is that
supposed to be anything but sad and a mite bit tragic? After listening
to the album in its entirety, I can be confident in telling you that it
nothing like one would imagine a butterfly exploding. Well at least
what I would imagine. What I find interesting is that the music behind
its rather baffling name is quite wonderful, a sort of alt pop fantasy
that is built from rather familiar parts but manages to be just a bit
better than the bulk of the bunch.

Continuing in the inexplicably named vein, TBE is the brainchild of one
Gazz, a guitarist based out of Dublin, Ireland that began the project
as a strictly solo one.Only after releasing a few independent EP's to
little to no effect did he make the rather wise decision to build a
band around him. This part of the band seems to have avoided or
dissuaded any attempt on the part of Gazz to spiffy up their monikers,
as they are very plain named. John. Conor. Laura. Drums. Bass. Keys and
bit of backup. Thats the gist of it. What comes out of this seemingly
simple arrangement, though, is something to behold.

There go the soaring vocals. The dreamy, ethereal guitar that through
simplicity, grandiosity is achieved. A light touch on the keys. The
slightly vague but no less powerful lyrics that are very obviously not
supposed to be what you're paying attention to. I was hooked. So much
so that not once was I inclined to change the track. No small feat in
the age of the quick switch.  It does have a bit of an issue with
redundancy after a bit. By that, I mean that from about track four on,
the breakdowns in every song start to sound about the same. Slow build
up, a touch of piano and then bam, there goes the guitar, three chords
slamming for about three minutes before it fades away and the cycle
begins anew. The care given to these arrangements, though, goes a long
way towards rendering these minor quibbles moot.

There is nothing revolutionary happening on Lost Trails, but what is
happening is exciting. Every single note packed into the grooves of
this disc is worth hearing. Whether it's worth hearing again is
something you'll have to ask me in a month. Now if someone would be
nice enough to send Gazz a missive about that silly name.

sire@hush.ai



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