SPOTLIGHT: LET'S AWAY
UPDATE: Demo's have been removed per artist. New music coming soon!
Discovering music is my passion, and I really can't complain about the influx of bands and artists over the past few years. But sometimes you just need a break. Sometimes it's nice to dig back into some old classics or roots music that you know and love (The Clash, Bowie, Air Supply...what?). And other times you just need to shut off the ol' music box altogether. Ironically, I'm slowing things down with some new music, putting the spotlight on Let's Away (Facebook // Twitter). Their an indie outfit from Sunderland, UK, and have what could be considered as 'swayger:' the ability to produce emotive music with a cool, lackadaisical nonchalance-ness. Listen to their first EP, The Brittle Bones of Let's Away below and check out more after the jump.
For those who know me, 'sleepy' music is quite often my forte. It's no shocker that I enjoy Let's Away's half-conscious beats, lusciously pillow-soft guitars and very soothing vocals. Even the guitars on 'You and I' hold a lazy reverb-soaked saunter as the key they try to hold trails off, hinting at some of the strings falling asleep or refusing to rattle. It's rather subtle, but something tells me there was a lot of attention to detail in every strum, drop of the drum stick and smooth pulse of the bass. The music and instrumentation may be minimal, but the overall sonic cohesiveness seems rather deep, if not carefully deliberate. Whatever the course, the music is simply beautiful.
Here's their first EP, Let's Away...from here.
Here are suggestions on when to listen to Let's Away:
- During aimless drives on open roads with not a soul around but the one self-reflecting in the driver seat
- While Cozying up to a fire place with a glass of mulled wine
- Preparing a special dinner for a loved one..
- ...whilst casually slipping into a spontaneous slow dance...
- ..potentially ending in a passionate kiss
In all seriousness, there's something special to be said about Let's Away's range of lulling melancholy and carefree endearment. And I've unforunately rambled on for too long to summarize it. So, by all means, let the music speak for itself.