Manchester Orchestra Goes For And Takes The Gold

It glides on smooth like latex paint and can leave the consumer equally satisfied with the result. I'm referring to indie band Manchester Orchestra's new single "The Gold". I describe this track as a jigsaw puzzle well-meshed. Given we're nudging towards autumn "The Gold" strikes as an ideal segment of your life soundtrack at this point. Luxurious and ornate it has that one percenter smell of old money but doesn't flaunt it much as they might. Andy Hull has a beautiful set of pipes propelling him forward. Andy Prince has intensity to burn and it shows in the way he buoys Andy's sound. The video is a hodgepodge of intriguing imagery that lends itself well to a song steeped in provocative dialogue. Lyrically entropy takes the lead here with words like "Couldn't really love you anymore. You've become my ceiling. How does one pull that off exactly? I guess if anyone can do it Andy can. But wait, there's more. How about, "You don't have to hold me anymore. Our cave's collapsing." What part of his brain keyed in on the Flintstones to come up with that line. It impresses me in any case. Tim Very's drum work doesn't render him a non-factor but he does err on the quieter side of the spectrum. Steadily contributing but not overblown. Still gorgeous though. Ditto for Robert McDowell's keyboard and lead guitar work. You like the novelty value of a song that treats you gently, but not with kid gloves. The MTV Video Awards would be wise to at least consider "The Gold" for a Best Cinematography Award because it's that pretty to behold, but I digress. If you like intellectual music "The Gold" ought to keep you in high cotton for a spell. Favorite lyric has to be "I don't wanna bark here anymore." I feel you buddy. The thrill's gone for me too. "It all tastes like poison," leaves nothing to the imagination. So much poison floating through the ozone these days that I get the connection to the media circus of President Trump instantaneously. Not that that's what he's driving at but can you blame me for connecting those dots? That guitar brings bounce personified to a track already primed for motion. One way to sum up the video for "The Gold" is that it's an extended stream of op art stretched out taffy wide. "The Gold" is precious just like the mineral and just as rewarding to have in your hot little hands too.