The Moonlight Never Misses an Appointment
I’m starting to think of this type of music as “Sunday afternoon pop” — clean female vocals over an eclectic mix of pop and jazz riffs, with just enough weirdness to keep you awake if you’re not watching a football game. There’s a fair amount of this coming out, judging by the number of discs coming my way. The Glaciers posses a calm energy, with some songs a bit Beatles (“Habit to Break”), some songs a bit folk (“Old Buildings”), and some a bit rock and roll (“Lucky Me”). Collectively, it’s a very interesting set and a pleasant edition to the random setting on your juke box.
The band members have extensive experience playing in groups none of us is quite cool enough to have heard, but can safely fake because none of our friends know of Ladybug Transistor, or Babe the Blue Ox, or Mr. Bungle. Clearly these groups have some competent musicians and maybe they will surface someday on their own.
The Glaciers are technically solid, make a good CD, and have one of the most poetic press releases I’ve read. Their songs are “built on the morals of melodies and retracing of regrets.” I have no idea what that means, but it’s the first press release in my bin that ever said anything memorable.