The Corto Maltese
The end of chalking
I don’t know if I can really entrust an expression like “chalk me up.” Like if I were to say “Chalk me up as one of those who are expectantly awaiting The Corto Maltese’s first LP.” I don’t know how secure that would be. After all, being “chalked up” implies being added to a surface upon which chalk is used to scribble upon. And since chalk’s main quality is its ease-of-erasability I’d be afraid of being omitted by an accidental removal of my chalked-on name.
What if the janitor came in and wiped the board? What if someone spilled their drink on the board? What if my nemesis dubiously erased my name out of maliciousness? Then nobody would know that I am on the list of those awaiting The Corto Maltese’s first LP with great anticipation.
It’s no surprise that one would want to hear more than their current three-song EP, especially with a track like Providence. It has a “play this song like it’s your last time” quality that gives it a visceral, passionately charged appeal which is hard to dismiss. No frills attached: the drumwork is ardent, mindful, and wasteless; the incredibly catchy guitars burst their way through this one, shifting from sincere chords to nimble, lofty strumming streaks; and it is all backed up by eager bass tones which hold the melody together. And what about that swirling guitar hook which gives the song its jubilantly dizzy edge, teetering on the brink of euphoria? Singer Ben Maddox’s delivery will inevitably draw comparisons to Win Butler’s, but sans the melodrama and all the significance.
So permanent marker me up on the list of those who are expectantly awaiting their first LP; just to make sure. In the meantime, enjoy Providence which I am thrilled to host here, with permission granted from the band.
MP3: The Corto Maltese - Providence
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