It's 6 pm on a Friday, and happy hour is calling loudly, but we'd be missing out on all kinds of sarcastic bellyaching if we didn't mention Buttercup's CD release show happening Saturday. Check out the poster above for info (admission is $10), and read my review of the new album, scheduled to run in the August 1 issue of the Current, below.
The Weather Here
Like the teacher who can mysteriously silence a class by reducing her voice to a hypnotic whisper, Buttercup’s latest full-length is equal parts quiet and mesmerizing. Get the headphones; this one will bring a party to its knees. Not that finely crafted should-be hits “I Am a Tiger,” with its hand claps and “hey”s, and almost criminally catchy “Betta No Better” would be out of place soundtracking a cookout, but The Weather Here’s first two tracks set the tone for a rainy day sort of album. Opener “It’s in the Way” waxes zen-ish as the titular hook suggests you’re being hampered by “what you hate,” “Consensus Chalice” makes a harried reference to “JFK at the free-throw line,” and both songs are minimalist enough to allow introspection on lead vocalist Erik Sanden’s lyrics, which are delivered soft and deliberate, as if straining his vocal chords might snap them. “Superior” promises a big-rock buildup that never quite materializes from the ether, while “Destiny” dampens lines such as “this diamond is semi-perfect, but this girl is much closer to god” with the reminder “if it feels all right, it still could splinter” and offers only simple acoustic strumming and sporadic glockenspiel for comfort. And I’d suggest the band sell drunkard’s plea “Always Alcohol” to Ryan Adams, but Sanden’s voice manages an emotional immediacy that Adams has only occasionally achieved since Heartbreaker.