El Perro Del Mar
When are shorts unusual?
It’s spring, I know, anyone who reads this blog knows I’ve been begging for it to arrive for weeks. And it’s nice outside, temperatures hanging around five to ten Celcius daily. It’s nice, but it’s still winter. There’s snow everywhere still (we did get over five metres) and it’s windy and it’s chilly.
Yet, I see guys walking around in their shorts. In their shorts. It may technically be springtime, and snowbanks may be melting away, but this is no time for shorts! Most people are still wearing toques and scarves, what are these short-wearing thinking they’re doing? Does it make them feel like they’re ahead of the curve? It’s very unusual.
El Perro Del Mar’s Glory To The World is also unusual, but not brazenly unusual as is short wearing in April; it’s unusual because it is rather off-center from the usual “indie” sound, riding a much necessary vibe of freshness and change.
The melody is eclectic, I’d even say a little oddball, as if it was trying real, real hard to be a happy tune but was unable to get passed its weighty anxiety. Singer Sarah Assbring’s fragile voice does nothing to supplant that feeling, impressing itself atop the precarious recorder whistle and the familiar-yet-ominous church-like organs with a cracked, insecure frailty, eeking out lyrics which seem more self-therapeutic than glorious and joyous. Like someone adrift in depression, peeking through the haze, finding kernels of wonder around them, muted from any lucid vision due to hormonal overloads and medicated veils. It’s a sweet, quirky and slightly disquieting tune which will get you to think about stuff more essential than shorts in April.
MP3: El Perro Del Mar - Glory To The World
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