Today Florida band Holopaw shares "Discotheque," a brand new track from the band's forthcoming fourth album, Academy Songs, Volume I. The band has also announced an East Coast tour in Feb. 2013. Hear another album track over at Pitchfork and the B-side from their recent single over at Under The Radar. The album is due on Misra today, Jan. 15, 2013.
Academy Songs, Volume I, Holopaw's Misra Records debut, takes the band to new levels. Through collaborations with Modest Mouse's Isaac Brock (Ugly Casanova) and releases via Sub Pop Records, frontman John Orth has honed his gift for lyricism, storytelling, and delivery. Now, backed by a variant possessing uncanny chemistry (complete with identical twin brothers), we've been graced with an unparalleled, breathtaking Holopaw album.
Over a ten-song cycle, the close Quarters of an all-boys preparatory academy, and the world beyond its "ivied walls," become the sites of devotion, betrayal, communion (or near-communion), and abject loneliness. The joys and thrills and dangers of both discovery and transgression are detailed. "The rising and falling of their little lives" is illuminated in stunning imagery.
Hips to hips and knees to knees / the heaving hills / the swollen seas / the hollows and the frozen peaks. / Fingers smell of tangerines. / Slow curve rivulets / the see-see-sawing of our breaths / the loamy, sticky in-betweens / the ticklish bubbling underneath.
The album maps, rather vigorously, the physical and emotional terrain of its young characters' lives. Throughout, it finds them both reveling together and exiled from one another.
Golden sparklers / flares lobbed into the dark / fountains of embers / sucked into the night. / Wipe the sweat from the window to watch the firework display. / Roman candles arched over the lake.
Theboyshadallbeensent to the far side of the lake / one held back until the fever breaks / sweating through his nightshirt / orchids curling into bloom / volunteer sleeps in the corner of The Room / "Pardon me, sir. Sorry to wake you." / "Respectfully, I say, this fever is not breaking." / "There's a war I'm steady losing on the far side of the lake" / "to a little dark horse who's steady rising through the ranks."
Jeremy Scott drove his Civil Defense Studio down from Brooklyn to record Academy Songs in a St. Augustine beach house. Serendipitously, the physical intimacy of the experience seemed to mirror the boys academy detailed in song. Holopaw lived, worked, cooked, and swam together. Their world consisted of playing music and cutting paths from Beach House to beach and back again. Long days recording were celebrated over homemade horchata, fish tacos, and a different flavor of hand-churned ice cream each night (ginger lime and peach brown sugar standing out as favorites). A night swim would commence, followed by recording into the dark and light of morning.