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The Light Wires
Self-titled
Tiberius CD
Albums like this make you want to grab an acoustic guitar and start writing songs.
I first became familiar with The Light Wires off the Organelle Compilation. Their song "The Hum of Black Machines" was the definite standout on the comp. With the repeated line "And no one knows I'm lonely.'cause everybody wants me dead" closing out the song, it was a track that was hit with an endless amount of repeats. It touched me.in a sad way, but nonetheless, it made me feel something I seldom do when listening to music.
I'm pleased to say that The Light Wires debut captures that faint luminous quality I felt on "The Hum of Black Machines."
For the most part, the songs are stripped-down, and centered around an acoustic guitar (with help from drums, bass, and guitar, but not so much where the backing instrumentations try to overshadow). Songs like "In a Modest Apartment," "Me in Her Wild Hair," and "Small as Strawberries" pick up the pace a tad, yet they're still intimate, simple, and void of complexity.
Jeremy Pinnell's vocals are delivered with a slight roughness, but along with the delivery, the lyrics invite, move, and cause reflection through introspective words. The Cincinnati outfit definitely succeeds at producing beautiful, easy-to-swallow rhythmic rock. Fans of The Gunshy, Rocky Votolato, and Elliott Smith will be delighted with The Light Wires.
Proving that less is more, and simple melodies and delicate plucks of guitar strings can comfort ears as well as any sound, The Light Wires' unhurried, contemplative low-ebb rock will soothe, yet greatly rouse the heart.
by Fake Train
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