Dart

36 Cents An Hour (Che)
by Joshua Brown

Sounds like real orchestral maneuvers in the dark. Not the band, but the concept. A sad philosopher plays his grand piano by candlelight, looking out through foggy glass on a world that has gone to bed. A chorus of delicately textured indie rock instrumentality creeps up behind him and enters the scene with a chiming kick, coming from another place and time where thoughts are snowflakes and the Easter Egg hunt never ends. If you can look past what appears at first to be generic depression (“You stayed around long enough to teach me the value of misery” or “There are some days when I say nothing but hello and goodbye”), you’re bound to find something beautiful and involving in Dart.