Raw emotion, it’s one of the most terrifying and equally beautiful ‘things’ the divine one has generously imbued into our everyday lives. You’ll see it in the eyes of a mother frantically scouring a mass of bodies in a shopping mall for any sight of her lost child; her thought train flashing passed gruesome images relating to kidnappings and child predators. You’ll see it on the awestruck faces of parents who can’t fathom how that one night of SSE (sweaty steamy ecstasy) could lead to them staring down at a tiny face of pure innocence. You’ll see it at the airport on a daily basis when people are reunited with members of their “I love you” circle, their faces an abstract painting etched with relief, joy and excitement. Raw emotion can be found in music too. However, in today’s mainstream music scene you are probably more likely to find a homeless couple sleeping under your bed on a pile of your missing socks (you know…that adventurous breed of sock…that just decides…hey lets go on an adventure…related to that breed of university/school pen that also goes into Bilbo mode “going on an adventure scene…The Hobbit…I know you know it” I’m pretty sure if I found all the pens I lost in Uni I’d be able to open up an illegal squirrel cage fighting business posing as a stationary store……yah………cough…..got a bit distracted there hey….) So, where were we?…Ah…finding homeless people under your bed and how that’s probably a more common sight than hearing raw-emotion infused music on the radio to day.
Due to the lack of ‘emotive’ music it came as no surprise then that in 2004 when a band by the name of Paramore entered into the music scene, they immediately snuck inside our hearts with their refreshing emotion-filled music. (They snuck into the pants of EVERY pimple battling male teenager going through puberty as well, mainly due to the ANGELIC beauty of their lead singer Hayley Williams…with her fiery red hair being in many a moist dream…ah…puberty…best and worst times…pimples…the devils fart formed on your face…ready to explode…in all its glory…we curse him till the end of time…all together now…”AMEN”).
I have all their studio albums as well as their live albums. If Hayley Williams (lead singer of Paramore) asked me to cut her toe nails for a year for no pay I’d rename myself Django Jnr and ask her to chain me to her feet. Sorry, that was a tad overboard for some of you hey? I was a H-U-G-E Paramore fan. WAS. Past tense. The tense where all your old clothes, old friends ,old habits and old interests now reside. We place things there because we outgrow them or start disliking them. I placed Paramore there because, in my opinion, they started copulating (fancy word for sex) with the industry and then went on to give birth to music that went against everything that gave them the privilege of renting a place in my heart. For most people Paramore’s latest self-titled album, released in 2013, has catapulted the band head first into the ranks of the zombified industry slaves.
There are so many artists out there today that have followed the same unfortunate path. However, the reason I chose Paramore for this piece is because the artist/band I am going to introduce to you (because I’m such a kind human being) today is so similar in sound to the Paramore of old it’s uncanny. The band, formed in 2011, goes by the name of Envoi and it’s fronted by Maddie Finn who’s known by many (ok I lie… only myself) to be cuter than a life sized kitten with big teary moony eyes begging for milk even though it knows its lactose intolerant (what’s cuter than a suicidal kitten hey?). However, when she starts singing she transforms into a ferocious tiger with her voice roaring through the airwaves.
Photographer…I wish I knew who you were so I could credit you for this awesome band snapshot. Maddie Finn – Vocals David Tirpak – Lead Guitar Steve Perrino – Rhythm Guitar Jimmy Gula – Drums Joe Botta – Bass
She has a voice that can keep a teenagers trembling hand away from a razor and their wrist. A voice that people can turn to instead of going to a stranger, who puts their feelings and thoughts into a box and labels it “depression”, telling them they should take mind numbing pills. A voice that makes you feel what this world has done so hard to take away from us…the feeling of humanity. Sometimes we hear songs but we don’t really LISTEN to them because they are mere foot tappers or head bobbers. The song you’ll find below, aptly titled Ghost, revolves around a child who grew up without their father due to him abandoning the family. If you’re female and in pms (psycho-monster-sadist) mode the song COULD induce a rapid flow of eye-wee (also referred to as tears by…everyone) due to the hard hitting lyrics of the chorus and the way the band unleashes it on your ear drums through impeccable work behind each instrument. The chorus:
If you could see me now
I would take back all the things that you never said to me
And how I tried to make you love me
But how can you love a ghost, love a ghost of what was meant to be
You’ll never know,
how much I loathe you
What sets Envoi apart from songs on the radio is the message this article I wrote is trying to convey to you. Every song is enveloped and delivered with heartfelt sincerity…accompanied by that terrifying and equally beautiful thing we know as RAW EMOTION. Listen and enjoy…Envoi.
Ps. Listen to Paramore’s Brand New Eyes album. Ear porn, I kid you not. Best pop-punk album of all time…next to Blink 182’s self-titled.
Ps 2. The gorgeous cover picture only came in to existence due to the insane photography skills belonging to Lexie Alley. http://www.lexiealley.com/ http://instagram.com/lexiealley http://lexienalley.tumblr.com/
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