sac·cha·rine

THROW ME THE STATUE: About To Walk

Here’s a charming tale of longing. It’s a crush and it’s heavy but it’s something that probably will never progress to fruition. 

I feel full at the one-minute mark, as the twinkling guitars stack into a tall Jenga tower only to take the inevitable fall. But it does so cheerfully. Hopes similarly, temporarily stack alongside bony trumpet knobs.

My only gripe about this song is the corny as fuck interlude. Come on, “Scott.” Leave the voicemail insertions to Ghostface and let’s just move on. 

Otherwise this song is nearly perfect.

THROW ME THE STATUE: Hi-Fi Goon

I already adore this Pac-Northwest band, but pair that with a very blatant guitar ode to Built to Spill in track, and I’m all a-swoonin’.