Mar 24th, 2014
Faces on Film (Mike Fiore) recently released his third album called Elite Lines out tomorrow (03/25). Beginning with borrowing one of his earlier songs to name this blog nearly five years ago (shit, 5 years!) – I’ve sort of always found myself tied to his songs in one way or another. The album itself is all shades and variations of psychedelic guitar tones, rhythmic and sensual bass and on overarching clarity of vocals and lyricisms. Everything sounds more defined and courageous than before. Your Old One is a stand-out – slide guitar, humming organ and echoed vocals as he sing, “it’d be no fun being your old one” and in a way, I know exactly what that means. Bad Star is equally satisfying in a more pulsing, meditative way, you really feel like you’re getting somewhere and the final instrumental feels necessary to prepare you for what’s next. The record continues to take you into new realms, you get the sense that there’s a versatility that was not there before, experimenting stylistically to inspire entirely new songs that still somehow sound very much his own. There is a growth and a freedom to all of this.
This album is currently in my rotation of albums I listen to on my train to work, which is fitting because it feels isolated and cathartic that way, it’s something I can absorb before the world hits me. You can purchase the album here.