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Throughout "Really Good Terrible Things", Matheos and Alder serve up the kind of seductive melancholy Fates Warning fans will recognize,” says Jeff Wagner, author of the Fates Warning book Destination Onward. “Yet there's a thoroughly different approach here: vocals are delivered with a sort of nostalgic sadness, and the guitar work is layered in such a way as to feel dreamlike. These are rich sonic landscapes, visiting places haunting, beautiful, spectral and secret. The Matheos/Alder partnership is taken to some new and wonderful places here,” Wagner concludes.
"Really Good Terrible Things" shows the breadth and versatility of the acclaimed pair, along with a freshness that belies their long musical partnership. “We both still love making music and we really enjoy working together. There’s a good amount of chemistry there, I think,” Matheos shares. “We both know what to expect from each other.”
North Sea Echoes - lineup
Jim Matheos – guitar
Ray Alder – vocals
North Sea Echoes online
https://northseaechoes.com/
https://www.metalblade.com/northseaechoes
LYRICS:
Strange, how the sunlight feels on my skin
Like a hand that’s warm
And the day finds my with another drink in my hand
Shine on, shine on
Wait, now the clouds form the incoming storm
Guess I should have known
From the way that my thoughts had given way to a song
Hang on
Higher than any mountaintop
Lower than the deepest sea
I know sometimes it feels like
We’re walking around in circles endlessly
Breathe as the smoke from another cigarette
Swirls around my head
And I lean against the wall and contemplate going to bed
When will the rain stop?
Higher than any mountaintop
Lower than the deepest sea
I know sometimes it feels like
We’re walking around in circles endlessly
Mourning the death of memory
Silence is all I speak
I confess that’s a funeral
That I won’t attend consciously
The battle of self we face it all alone
With nobody’s help we save ourselves
There’s no throwing stones
Now the sunlight begins to creep in
I guess I’ll try again
Higher than any mountaintop
Lower than the deepest sea
I know sometimes it feels like
We’re walking around in circles endlessly
Mourning the death of memory
Silence is all I speak
I confess that’s a funeral
That I won’t attend consciously
Throughout "Really Good Terrible Things", Matheos and Alder serve up the kind of seductive melancholy Fates Warning fans will recognize,” says Jeff Wagner, author of the Fates Warning book Destination Onward. “Yet there's a thoroughly different approach here: vocals are delivered with a sort of nostalgic sadness, and the guitar work is layered in such a way as to feel dreamlike. These are rich sonic landscapes, visiting places haunting, beautiful, spectral and secret. The Matheos/Alder partnership is taken to some new and wonderful places here,” Wagner concludes.
"Really Good Terrible Things" shows the breadth and versatility of the acclaimed pair, along with a freshness that belies their long musical partnership. “We both still love making music and we really enjoy working together. There’s a good amount of chemistry there, I think,” Matheos shares. “We both know what to expect from each other.”
North Sea Echoes - lineup
Jim Matheos – guitar
Ray Alder – vocals
North Sea Echoes online
https://northseaechoes.com/
https://www.metalblade.com/northseaechoes
LYRICS:
Strange, how the sunlight feels on my skin
Like a hand that’s warm
And the day finds my with another drink in my hand
Shine on, shine on
Wait, now the clouds form the incoming storm
Guess I should have known
From the way that my thoughts had given way to a song
Hang on
Higher than any mountaintop
Lower than the deepest sea
I know sometimes it feels like
We’re walking around in circles endlessly
Breathe as the smoke from another cigarette
Swirls around my head
And I lean against the wall and contemplate going to bed
When will the rain stop?
Higher than any mountaintop
Lower than the deepest sea
I know sometimes it feels like
We’re walking around in circles endlessly
Mourning the death of memory
Silence is all I speak
I confess that’s a funeral
That I won’t attend consciously
The battle of self we face it all alone
With nobody’s help we save ourselves
There’s no throwing stones
Now the sunlight begins to creep in
I guess I’ll try again
Higher than any mountaintop
Lower than the deepest sea
I know sometimes it feels like
We’re walking around in circles endlessly
Mourning the death of memory
Silence is all I speak
I confess that’s a funeral
That I won’t attend consciously
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