Marlowe Grey

I thought this was a 'good song' until I heard the flute. Then I started the fucker over and gave it the ol' eyes shut, head hung off the back of my desk chair, hands in my pockets, complete fucking attention.

It seems like this dude Marlowe Grey could've shoved a shitload more into "Midnight In Brooklyn", but he didn't. The mini guitar solos littered all over the floor of this song could've been amplified in volume and length, the flute could've lead a bit more instead of acting like breathy bar chords, the drums could've taken some of the anxiety of the song a few levels higher, but they didn't.

I think that Marlowe Grey's restraint in letting the song on the whole lead the fucking dance is admirable, and completely missing in 88% of the music being submitted to SYFFAL. 

I think the thing I like the most about this dude's music is that he isn't trying to cram seven pounds of ALL THE NOISES into a song that only requires a few to be fucking awesome. Oh, and he kinda sounds like the singer from The Hero Factor, who I am a complete fan boy for.

Whoever the fuck Grey is, I bet the more I listen to him the more I'll find out he's the second coming of christ in a music scene completely oversaturated with artists who use every fucking pedal/patch/filter possible just because they're available. 

Nice tits Marlowe.