Films on Song and the obtuse pop / indie rock prisms of "Gnome"

 

"a human sacrifice for little hands and eyes / hid behind a grave / it was a truth that it bloomed into a lie / behind a passing train / they want to tell you / that it's all the same / they bring blood now / to the baseball game..." 

The darkly drawn poetry of "Gnome" by Charlottesville, Virginia based indie rocker's Films on Song, might have me vexed (sometimes I'm not to bright) but that doesn't dissuade me from falling for this song. The heavy, vast indie rock guitar leads and progs, big rolling bass and punch driven drums with tentacles into jangle pop that has the kind of obtuse energy of proto indie bands like Magazine, like Pavement has me smiling and bobbing my head. 

Anyway I like lyrics that feel sort of hallucinogenic or steeped in pop culture shifts or the mythos of other times and places, so maybe I am feeling a bit of Black Francis, Malkmus, Isaac Brock, all at once and that ain't bad, not bad at all. 

"a human sacrifice for little hands and eyes / hid behind a grave / it was a truth that it bloomed into a lie / behind a passing train / they want to tell you / that it's all the same / they bring blood now / to the baseball game..." 

-Robb Donker Curtius

Films On Song · Gnome

THE FACTS AS WE KNOW THEM 

https://www.facebook.com/filmsonsong

https://open.spotify.com/artist/2t7QTR605blWfLiAQaEG7y

https://www.instagram.com/filmsonsong/

https://filmsonsong.bandcamp.com/track/gnome


Films on Song

A slacker's dream of carefree indie pop based out of Charlottesville, Va.

Films on Song, Charlottesville Virginia, indie pop, indie rock, alt rock, jangle pop, "Gnome", dark poetic lyrics, jammy sensibility, proto punk, proto indie,