(Side Projects, Solo Albums, and Other Detours)
Walsh - “I Don’t Make A Sound”
I’ve previously hyped my fellow Knoxvillian and Tumblrbro, Brandon Biondo’s side project Walsh on this blog, but this summer, he dropped an EPthat demands attention right fucking now.
Biondo’s day job is with bouncy, synth-filled rock band Coolrunnings, and his nighttime gig has been removing the “rock” part of the equation and pumping out electro-jams under the alter-ego of Walsh.1 Additionally, there was a strain of amiable goofiness that ran through both projects.2
So, when I saw that he had posted a new EP, I downloaded it (for FREE, hint hint) and threw it in with a few other new dance-y pieces I’d gotten recently. Halfway through the playlist, a soft, introspective track started playing. When I unminimized my music player3 I found, to my surprise, that it was the first track on Biondo’s new EP, Longing: Part 1. I excised it from the playlist and returned to it, alone, later.
In a word, it’s fantastic.
In seventy-eight words, it’s a restrained and emotional collection of music that still manages to feel inviting. As it’s title suggests, it’s sad, in a weary, mature sort of way, which makes it feel exceptionally honest, but still sensible. If you saw this album personified at a party, it wouldn’t be the girl who got really drunk and cried about her ex; Longing: Part I would be the girl who stands out on the deck smoking and looking off into the night.
It’s only four tracks, so let’s break each one down briefly.
PS: And, if you want new, old-style Walsh, he dropped another free EP, Don’t Want 2 Fall In Luv, last friday.
1. This is only vaguely related to the idea of alter egos, but I still think it’s amusing that Walsh’s last.fm page has a picture of Sean of Teams as its main image, because people saw the front of Walsh’s first EP and assumed that it was a picture of the artist.
2. Due, no doubt, to the fact that his vocal delivery can often be sweetly dopey.
3. In case you were wondering, I am a member of the Foobar2000 using master race.
4. Wow. I really did not realize how much sexual innuendo I stuck between those parenthesis. And now everything sounds like sex, even the end of the previous sentence.