George Will
Dawn
Self Released
Cinema style post rock tapestry of piano notes woven with subtle strings open the sweet flow of treaclish music before a guitar sets the scene for a burst of delightful energy. Drums allow the missing space to become apparent, giving the motion of sound its final push before the trill of treble rich guitar thrusts us into an orbital sensation. A moment to pause, a break of energy, then a steep but steady build into more forward mechanisms, before the effected guitar begins to take us further away from home.
A master of the oceanic surge, George Will piles ample demonstrations down with sharpened aptitude, bringing music from the depths of the body into the depths of ours. More piano and string smooth the surface after a brilliant first outing, and a new backdrop of glittering fantasy begins to reveal itself from the clouds of unknowing. The harmonies brought out from the keyboards shimmer like rainy trees as more expertly written melodies form over the atmosphere with just the right amount of guitar. It's keyboard led, but every now and then a rush of distorted string washes away the moment and carves out the gorge through which the river of sound can flow.
Musical colours are shifted lightly as keyboards take sounds from the woodwind section in the following moments, a slower pace lets the small break of waves lick the surface where we stand,, looking out into the album as it opens out even further. Melancholic phrasing in the composition give a sense of nostalgia for previous moments, and as familiar keyboards holler from echoey chambers, George Will recalls a tranquil energy before the surge hits again. Uplifting strokes verge on the dramatic as the music swiftly picks up the energy of a bigger wave.
We surf over peaks and troughs of forlorn and passionate sounding post-rock, lyricless but full of feeling, Dawn sounds like the breaking of light over a vast and unexplored body of water. Heaviness penetrates the songs like a stud punched into the shoulder of an unsuspecting leather coat, and then to balance it out there has to be one on the other side. Before we know, the music is rocking out like it's taken a step backwards, but soon the reverberating guitars and dripping keyboards layer the cake nicely, bringing it back into its day.
Dawn
Self Released
Cinema style post rock tapestry of piano notes woven with subtle strings open the sweet flow of treaclish music before a guitar sets the scene for a burst of delightful energy. Drums allow the missing space to become apparent, giving the motion of sound its final push before the trill of treble rich guitar thrusts us into an orbital sensation. A moment to pause, a break of energy, then a steep but steady build into more forward mechanisms, before the effected guitar begins to take us further away from home.
A master of the oceanic surge, George Will piles ample demonstrations down with sharpened aptitude, bringing music from the depths of the body into the depths of ours. More piano and string smooth the surface after a brilliant first outing, and a new backdrop of glittering fantasy begins to reveal itself from the clouds of unknowing. The harmonies brought out from the keyboards shimmer like rainy trees as more expertly written melodies form over the atmosphere with just the right amount of guitar. It's keyboard led, but every now and then a rush of distorted string washes away the moment and carves out the gorge through which the river of sound can flow.
Musical colours are shifted lightly as keyboards take sounds from the woodwind section in the following moments, a slower pace lets the small break of waves lick the surface where we stand,, looking out into the album as it opens out even further. Melancholic phrasing in the composition give a sense of nostalgia for previous moments, and as familiar keyboards holler from echoey chambers, George Will recalls a tranquil energy before the surge hits again. Uplifting strokes verge on the dramatic as the music swiftly picks up the energy of a bigger wave.
We surf over peaks and troughs of forlorn and passionate sounding post-rock, lyricless but full of feeling, Dawn sounds like the breaking of light over a vast and unexplored body of water. Heaviness penetrates the songs like a stud punched into the shoulder of an unsuspecting leather coat, and then to balance it out there has to be one on the other side. Before we know, the music is rocking out like it's taken a step backwards, but soon the reverberating guitars and dripping keyboards layer the cake nicely, bringing it back into its day.
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