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Stellar
Drown The Sun (2004)
Review
by: Rafael Garcia
Date: 10/15/04
So
Cal outfit Stellar burst onto the scene with their first
full-length, a blistering assortment of energy and ambition
wrapped into eight energetic tracks. Unable to be pinned
down by any single genre label, Stellar most closely adopts
the emo sound popular with the beach-culture bands of
the region, but keeps its sound fresh with a constant
refusal to be pigeonholed.
Drown the Sun starts off with its title track,
a churn of guitars announcing the arrival of one of the
most talented local bands around. Lyrics speak to the
indecision and invincibility of youth, lead singer Michael
Foster’s energetic shout propelled along by the
vocal accompaniments of his band members. “Cellophane
Skies” sarcastically blasts out an angered attack
against authority: “You know you can’t
escape/be a good boy.” “Cut Me Bleeding’s”
despondent chorus of “I’m sorry/I’m
sorry now” expertly captures the angst of numetal
without the genre’s hackneyed instrumentalism.
“Amnesia” is another album highlight, Jaysin
Sheahan’s heavy guitarwork channeling the dynamism
of The Cult. Foster sings of forgotten love and lingering
feeling: “So I touch the scars upon my face/the
scars that die/just can’t replace” as
multiple guitars and a propellant drum line amplify his
cries.
While Stellar does occasionally surrender to the clichés
of quiet/loud dynamics and the ever-popular seething whisper,
Drown the Sun’s constant reinvention keeps
the music fresh for any listener (save the monotonous
“Stitches,” which repeats the phrase “the
stitches are what’s left of me” or some
slight variation thereof some thirty times).
Far and away the best work on the album, “El Nada”
masterfully wraps up Drown the Sun with its heartfelt
lyrics and slow balladic tones. Utilizing vocal distortion
reminiscent of Eiffel 65 over a lilting, soft techno track
that wouldn’t sound out of place on a Moby record,
the song artfully captures the longing of youth for love.
“I think about all the times that we had before
the days got longer and your heart grew colder.”
Foster’s pained falsetto almost raps the words of
loss and desire, tranquil synthesizers underscoring the
quavering of his voice. It’s work like this that
proves Stellar is a band to look out for.
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