Whale Bones

I fucking love this band.

I love how raw and unfiltered everything sounds. I love how angry and virile and immature and fucking hopeful these fucking kids sound. 

While five songs isn't a terribly lengthy barometer with which to judge a band's possible spot on my mantle of favorite bands, the songs on The Seaside EP meld into each other so perfectly there's no way you can't grasp the specific sound of Whale Bones, unless you're a complete dick. And while that's a definite possibility, I'd be lying if I said I didn't fucking love the girthy power chord driven rock pop introspection of these junior high school tennis stars. 

Whale Bones have the double bass drum backed, acoustic guitar with a distortion pedal fronted post rock balls of a band twice their age, and I guaranfuckingtee you'll find this quick twenty minute long EP the highlight of your commute or lunch break. Hell, I'm still on my first non-stop obsession with this fucking band and I've had the EP for a few weeks. This is the kind of EP that melds itself to your surroundings, where it doesn't matter what song you start on or what song you finish with, you're somehow magically surrounded by room decor made up of wooden ship wheels, decaying ropes, foggy glassed lanterns and rusted anchors. 
 
It's a house on the shore in Maine where some famous author lived and drank himself to death in the late 50s. It's a houseboat in Rhode Island where a team of lobster fishermen once froze to death after falling asleep due to carbon monoxide poisoning. It's the Nantucket pub where the crab cakes are used in place of actual currency around the island. 
 
Everything about The Seaside EP is fucking quaint, with the only exception being the sound itself.Whale Bones have the potential to be one of your favorite bands if you'd just let down your guard and not pay attention to the fact that they're not playing to a scene. Whale Bones are too busy to play to a scene bro, they're working the docks and shucking oysters and shit, oh, and they're playing to me bro. 
 
I fucking love this band.