|the gifted children : no one will know we were ever here|
(December 13, 2012)
|Beautiful, clear, square, lathe-cut 7" records. Limited to 33 copies. Buy now for $7 plus shipping.|
|Description from tinhorn planet:|
|a new 5-song EP that plays like a suicide note from a band left largely ignored for the past 17 years... this certainly isn't the end of the
gifted children, as there are too many excellent unreleased tracks for them to give up at this point, but they've allowed all the self-doubt and
depression run rampant on this short but great release.
starting off with a playful self-stab with faux-anthemic ending (the bill trautman-penned 'ballad of an aging indie rocker'), the uptempo second track ('our hobby is a bust') starts the descent into implosion with a repeated, semi-humorous/semi-sad, self-deprecating refrain ('our hobby is a bust/no one will know we were ever here') to close out the first side...
the second side takes things to a darker place, with the songs progressively turning further inward, from self-reflection ('your mythologies') to self-doubt ('my building is crumbling') and eventually to self-destruction ('something's dead inside).
this is the sound of a band exploring its own psyche and not finding a happy resolution to anything, somehow encompassing an arc that feels complete over the course of only 8 minutes.
the vinyl edition, limited to 30 copies of lathe-cut clear polycarbonate 7" records, will ship in early december.