Kamikaze HeartsSo we’re back from a very long break, and well, we’re coming back with a vengeance!

Anyway, so I usually avoid using track names for titles of posts, but, well, I just found this fitting. The Kamikaze Hearts are a band that I’ve wanted to review since I heard them over half a year ago. I stumbled upon them when I saw their name at a random venue outside Boston, and, well, honestly thought, based on their name, they were either going to be an a)terribly cliche emo band or a b)shoegazer band keeping with the traditions of Lush (which will be reviewed/highlighted/profiled later).

I was wrong on both accounts.

To my surprise I found a band that has a truly unique sound that fit perfectly well with my most recent soft-spot in music: americana-lo-fi-rock. This genre doesn’t really exist, and chances are doesn’t adequately classify this band in the least, but they really remind me of a combination of Low, Great Lakes Myth Society and Midlake.

Hailing from Albany, the Kamikaze Hearts’ most recent album “Oneida Road” is a beautifully composed album, especially the first four tracks. They seem unable to decide on vision, but thats half of its appeal. While listening, you can see the band searching for their voice…and not caring while you are taken along for the ride. This becomes apparent with the first opening notes of “Defender”, a mysterious mandolin infused track. Sounding akin to a Scottish folktale of encroaching anonymous ransackers on a small, isolated village. Then, on the other side of the spectrum there is the beautiful “No One Called You a Failure”, a sincerely composed and written song speaking of their love for Albany (”no one locks their doors up here/and now one feels the need/and all night their key chains in their ignitions”). Opening up with the lyrics “if you see your breath in the window, draw an arrow pointing north/it will re-appear when the frost sticks to the highway”, its a track that shows just how talented these guys are at painting pictures with their lyrics. Even more so, its how they weave these lyrics between their moaning voices and mandolin bridges that makes it intensely difficult to not shudder while listening to it.

And thats what makes this album such a beautiful piece of work…Their wailing, harmonizing vocals mixed with rhythmic guitar/mandolin plucking combined with their story like lyrics.

Though the album just comes in under 36 minutes, its worth a listen…or two, or three, etc.

Defender (MP3)
No One Called You a Failure (MP3)
Guyana Central High School Class of 78 (MP3)


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