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When a band unleashes a two-part song as the centerpiece of their album, it's a clear sign that the art fix is in -- and so is the case with
Funeral for a Friend
, whose third album,
Tales Don't Tell Themselves
, is some kind of nautical concept album (just like
Modest Mouse
's
We Were Dead Before the Ship Even Sank
, but not really!). Producer
Gil Norton
certainly provides crucial assistance in giving
Funeral
's music a cinematic splendor and a glossy
pop
sheen, turning
into an unapologetic big
rock
record -- big in its sound, big in its hooks, big in its ambitions, big in every way except singer
Matt Davies
' voice, which is still a thin, tremulous instrument when he sings. He can get swallowed up by the waves of guitars, but that plainspoken voice accentuates the group's
post-hardcore
roots, which otherwise are quickly receding into the past as of this record. This lack of aggression, whether it's in the buzzing guitars or absent screams, could very well alienate longtime fans, but
not only displays an increased sense of ambition on this sweeping great leap forward, they also display a greater sense of accomplishment, as writers and musicians. They may be shedding their old skin here, but the growth is a fascinating thing to witness. ~ Stephen Thomas Erlewine
Funeral for a Friend
, whose third album,
Tales Don't Tell Themselves
, is some kind of nautical concept album (just like
Modest Mouse
's
We Were Dead Before the Ship Even Sank
, but not really!). Producer
Gil Norton
certainly provides crucial assistance in giving
Funeral
's music a cinematic splendor and a glossy
pop
sheen, turning
into an unapologetic big
rock
record -- big in its sound, big in its hooks, big in its ambitions, big in every way except singer
Matt Davies
' voice, which is still a thin, tremulous instrument when he sings. He can get swallowed up by the waves of guitars, but that plainspoken voice accentuates the group's
post-hardcore
roots, which otherwise are quickly receding into the past as of this record. This lack of aggression, whether it's in the buzzing guitars or absent screams, could very well alienate longtime fans, but
not only displays an increased sense of ambition on this sweeping great leap forward, they also display a greater sense of accomplishment, as writers and musicians. They may be shedding their old skin here, but the growth is a fascinating thing to witness. ~ Stephen Thomas Erlewine