:: Trace Mountains - buttery sprouts ::

A little over a year after releasing his first EP under Trace Mountains, Dave Benton (of DDW/LVL UP/Spook Houses) has released the project’s first full length. The album goes by pretty quick, clocking in just over 20 minutes at 7 tracks, but it manages to pack a lot in that short amount of time (along with a Beyonce cover).

The album’s title track, buttery sprouts, has been floating around in my head since my first listen. Acoustic guitars bounce under layered vocals which creates a sort of ghosting effect. Following this we’re presented with a set of swift transitions from that bouncing intro to a pretty picking pattern and then to a distorted, fuzzy electric guitar. I could go on but the point is that this track is filled with these sorts of seamless transitions that feel right at home. The same can be said of Elaiza’s (Whatever, Dad/Crying) vocal contributions. Her voice slides effortlessly into the song and then joins Dave’s and it feels as if it was there all along. Everything on this track is in harmony and flows together perfectly. It all sort of happens faster than you realize and that’s the main reason why I find myself constantly revisiting this track, though that’s not to say that the songwriting isn’t just great in general.

Grab Buttery Sprouts digitally through the link below. There’s no word on a physical release at the moment but let’s hope for something soon.

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I am surprised by how much sex I have had in my life that I didn’t want to have. Not exactly what’s considered “real” rape, or “date” rape, although it is a kind of rape of the spirit - a dishonest portrayal or distortion of my own desire in order to appease another person.
I said yes because I felt it was too much trouble to say no. I said yes because I didn’t want to have to defend my “no,” qualify it, justify it - deserve it. I said yes because I thought I was so ugly and fat that I should just take sex every time it was offered, because who knew when it would be offered again. I said yes to partners I never wanted in the first place, because to say no at any point after saying yes for so long would make our entire relationship a lie, so I had to keep saying yes in order to keep the “no” I felt a secret. That is such a messed-up way to live, such an awful way to love.
So these days, I say yes only when I mean yes. It does require some vigilance on my part to make sure I don’t just go on sexual automatic pilot and let people do whatever. It forces me to be really honest with myself and others. It makes me remember that loving myself is also about protecting myself and defending my own borders. I say yes to me.
― Margaret Cho, “Yes Means Yes”  (via myrisingvoice)

(Source: lalondes)