In between writing about a half-naked Scott Foley and posting then taking down a video for ungrateful parties, I listened to Lime Cordiale’s Falling Up The Stairs. That scenario seems like a dream compared to the mountain of things I have to get done for a paycheck that mirrors a child worker’s wage at the turn of the century. I’d gladly take that fall, but instead I’ll calm my nerves with a record that’s got a chilled aroma set in a splash of indie.
When you see “bullshit” in a song title, you automatically assume that it’ll be riddled with attitude. Well “Bullshit Aside” is the nicest sounding bullshit I’ve ever heard. There’s no fuss, and the lyrics might pack a punch but you’re too distracted by how well the words and music flow together in peace to notice. The horns in the title track add a little gusto, while the funk in the vocals make “Everything Else” a song you try really hard to get down to. In the end I had to place the first prize ribbon on “Sleeping At Your Door.” It reminded me of a beach party in a home movie from the 70’s; shit’s flickering in and out but the fun is never lost.
If you have less on your plate than I do and are heading to SXSW this year, make sure to check out Lime Cordiale. Something tells me they’ll be playing a selection from Falling Up The Stairs to make their set one to remember. You can get familiar with them right now because Falling Up The Stairs is out and about for your enjoyment today.
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