Brown Recluse – Evening Tapestry album review

Listening to Evening Tapestry, the latest album by the Philadelphian band Brown Recluse, is going to cure you. Maybe you’ve got the mid-summer blues because, like me, you live in Seattle where summer ends before it begins, or maybe, like me, the new romance which seemed so promising in mid-April has already taken an inexplicable nosedive, or maybe you’re broke, like me, and you work a soul-numbing minimum wage job, and you’ve got a car to fix and a bike to repair and creditors that seem to live inside your phone. Evening Tapestry is such a surefire cure-all that I wouldn’t be surprised to hear it had single-handedly convinced cancer to self-destruct.

Not only has Brown Recluse created an album that refuses and bans all causes of sadness, but they’ve done so by first confronting the most sadness inducing reality of all: death. The opening track, Hobble to Your Tomb, doesn’t sound promising as a mood buster, and lyrics like, “The waltz you lead is a savage one indeed, and you were born with two left feet,” don’t exactly inspire faith. But you’re being set-up. Evening Tapestry is like a good friend who knows that before they can help you feel better they need to, light-heartedly, embrace how horrible you feel. The second song, Impressions of a City Morning, which functions as a sort of fresh-start by breezily describing the world waking up against the back-drop a solid bass line and some happy strumming, is like a cold splash of water in your dreary face.

Once you’re awake, the remaining songs—none of which have lyrics too laden with meaning, and almost all of which refer to the weather or nature or the moon—will make you feel like you’re floating, blissfully stoned, down a lazy river in an inner tube. It’s psychedelic-rock at its most satisfactory, dragging you away to a happy space outside of yourself where everything is kind of groovy. The closing song, March to Your Tomb, echoes the change that will have taken place after you’ve listened to the entire album. Once you hobbled, but now you march. Evening Tapestry is the perfect album for summer, even if yours is going swimmingly.

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