To Travels and Trunks by Hey Marseilles
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read the review // buy the album on the band's site
So I guess we've had a pretty solid track record with bands that describe themselves with folk-oriented portmanteaus (see: Much Smaller by Jean Parlette) and bands obsessed with transience (see: interview with The Heyday), but identity crises aside (see: The Hungarian Suicide Songbook by Man Plus and its footnotes) I can honestly say this is one of my favorite albums I've listened to all year. It was, naturally, a struggle to write it (three versions on Google Docs, two paper "brain maps," and another page or two of notes), partly because it was so good and partly because its tone is so different from the last few albums on which I've written. To Travels and Trunks is no doubt more downtempo than the last three or so and much more dramatic, theatrical even. And speaking to how great this album is, if you peep my last.fm profile, you'll see I've tagged some of its songs as "beautiful," "brilliant," "pensive," "escape," "clapalong," "accordion solo," and "absolute genius." That may have been the first time I used "absolute genius."
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