Lock And Key invites you to pump your fist within seconds. But the guitars slow down after half a minute and Ryan Shanahan’s angst-ridden vocals take over.
When they’re noisy, they sound like other rock indie rock (non-screamo) bands, and when they’re soft, they remind me of other bands I wanna play instead.
Part harmonied powerpop (verses, choruses, everything seconded), part screamo. Melodies are nice, there’re two of everything, and screamo can go fuck itself.
One aural peak into Safety in Numbers and you’ll chalk up another victory for the icy country, as drums crack like burning wood, and synths backfire like classic Mercury Rev.
Whether making like an orchestral Mineral, alt-country weepy, or electronica-indie like +/-, Francis Garcia pours all of his being into every every serenade.