Review Summary: I must be a masochist
A statement from the Frightened Rabbit website on the Recorded Songs
“These three songs seemed to exist happily next to one another, so it made sense to place them on an EP instead of wedging them into an album on which they didn’t fit. These are not B-sides or ‘bonus tracks’. These are songs that still fill us with the same feelings that our albums can, and we’re happy that they now have a place to live.”
is so very short, but makes the most of its ten minute runtime. These three songs certainly do belong with each other as the band claims. However, I wouldn't say the triplets are particularly happy together. They burn slow and sound like a rainy day. "Roadless" starts off the EP with lyrics seemingly about the boredom and apathy we all experience from time to time in our mundane lives: “I turned off the road because I was bored / Because I was empty and we all need filling up / I’d been running on petrol fumes and enough was not enough / So I walked heel to my toes / On the wire between carefree and not caring at all.” Track two, "How It Gets In", features a lovely performance from Julien Baker providing mostly back-up vocals. "Rained On" ends the EP on a cathartic note: “I don’t plan on feeling empty for any longer than a month / If California needs a drink, I’ll be joining her for one.” Recorded Songs
contains elements that Frightened Rabbit fans are very familiar with: acoustic guitar, piano, electric guitars running through effect pedals, and ethereal keyboards. Of course Grant Hutchison is still behind the drums, and while previous works show he’s capable of digging deep into his kit, he leans toward restraint here. A bit of a step backward stylistically, the EP strays from the up-front use of electronic effects that pervaded Painting of a Panic Attack
, and comes in with more of a singer-songwriter aesthetic.
I liken Recorded Songs
to a nice little gift found in the mail. An unexpected but pleasant surprise. However, I think it only serves to whet the appetite for another full-length that won’t come for quite some time. If this is some form of torture, I must be a masochist.