I needed a bit of a pick me up after a fairly late night that was left-over residual from traveling through time. As cool as time travel seems it is quite tiresome. Thus I needed the kick in the pants that Barlow Girl provides on this track.
Initially I get inklings of Incubus, but they quickly get booted in favor of more well crafted songs with a bit more of a poppy edge to them. I’m also more inclined to like their vocals more than those that grace Incubus. The production is tight which is always a big plus in my mind. I like thoughtfully placed effects, that’s the producer in me coming out. I really dig being holed up in the studio and messing with sounds. It’s an awesome way to spend a day or life.
What does strike me as odd is that this is considered Christian Music. I don’t agree – maybe the lyrics are discussing God in some way, but I won’t call it Christian Music. I find it ironic that just because some words might infer God that it suddenly becomes Christian. King’s X got the same rap. Right up until the point that Doug Pinnick, the lead singer and mastermind behind Poundhound, came out of the closet that he was gay and suddenly the Christian community dropped ’em like a bad habit. I just don’t think that this music speaks religion. When I think of religion, I don’t think of aggressive angst filled rock. Maybe I need to rethink it though. I mean Christians did have the crusades – a very violent and aggressive time. Maybe they’re talking about Letting Go of religion. Hard to tell.
Either way, the vocal harmonies are smokin’, that is what really brings me in past all the slick tricks they’ve added. I can certainly hear these girls going places that the Dixie Chicks can’t dare to go, but wished they could. Yup, I’m saying it, Barlow Girl is the rock version of the Dixie Chicks. Now we’ll just need to sit back and see if Barlow Girl will open its collective mouth and say something that garners a backlash. You better buy this song now! It rocks and the girls can sing. It will be interesting to see them perform – they better live up to the ideal I’ve created in my head.