Floating in the murky air between tragic and transcendent, Seattle, Washington’s WHERE MY BONES REST EASY move along hallowed ground, paths worn into dirt by the emotive sojourns of bands like THURSDAY and ThE SMASHING PUMPKINS, all while crafting modern day love letters to shoegaze heroes of the past.
Photo by Brianna G.
Held within melodically abrasive confines, Exercises In Futility matches sadness with buzzing guitars, quiet introspection with bombastic ecstasy. Starting quietly, the plaintive, amelodic opening of footsteps and tuning gives way to 5 tracks of chilling, emotional, and compelling indie rock that touches on shoegaze and post-hardcore, as much Pity Sex as Bright Eyes. Dual, not dueling, male/female vocals weave through each track, tying them together, even as massive, fuzzy guitars threaten to drown them out.
Taking what could all too easily end up a paint-by-numbers approach to an increasingly in vogue sound and finding new places to explore, Where My Bones Rest Easy find themselves under brightening spotlights. Having shared the stage with Self Defense Family, Single Mothers, and Lee Corey Oswald, all eyes are turning toward the trio of friends “playing really sad music.”
