The Still City. Upon discovery I was abruptly grabbed and held up by all my senses. LIke a cool, refreshing breeze over an oil tainted ocean, The Still City are a moment of clarity in a sand storm, a fast approaching light through a fog, a walk through a garden when the turnips are finally ready to pick. The Still City might gain strength from more accordion, but the vocals are near perfection, calm, hypnotic, emotionally deep. Add in lyrical prowess and The Still City concoct a fireworked blend of tension, exploding at moments, otherwise brilliantly subdued like dark clouds slowly circling a skyline transforming into bats in an instant, altering the beauty of the sky and the light of the earth. Harness the power of the album We Will Explain Everything, and you could probably skip a rock from New York to Greenland. These guys are fresh fish with the hooks still in their mouths. They are the answer to most valid questions, including "what to wear tonight." Put on your snazzy red pants (you know the ones with the slightly ripped pocket and the small hole just below the kneecap)....and get to a Still City performance near you...or simply buy this record and listen to it 100 more times.
P.S. The new album is on its way, buy it and enjoy the tubby custard recipe that will be included.
