Furnitures On Sale, Unfulfilled Dreams For Free
So the long awaited release by Furniture is no longer, a long wait.
Eversince the release of Damn Dirty Apes' opus Ape Kill Ape and the demise of Sgt. Weener Arms, the local indie crowd have been wandering aimlessly for a decent record for them to wet their pants on their beds or simply a healthy dose of 'taking drugs without taking drugs' music for the occasional trancedental vibes.
2 years in the making, Furniture's Twilight Chases The Sun sounds more like a properly-documented curation of the band's existence rather than a debut album. A mix of old tunes and newer ones, everything surprisingly sounds familiar and instinctively catchy. Aside from the chirpy ambience the opening title track offers, it has such a strong resemblance to The Smashing Pumpkins' "Mellon Collie And The Infinite Sadness" before setting up the stage for "Postcards'", arguably the most uplifting track off the album. Fans and friends alike will be cheering for the inclusion of the band's crowd-puller ditty "Chasing Tipperary" into the fold. It retains everything that made it so amiable albeit the mixing process it went through. For every band, an epic is a must especially for a band of Furniture's credible. Epic comes in form of "I Am Ying". An 8-minute excursion into never-ending, intensified limbo land of ambiguity.
This writer once labelled this lot of noiseniks as the region's very own Sigur Ros. Obviously he was proven wrong throughout the whole album but when listening to the Harry Potter-ish "Why Is Adam King?", he's instantly brimming with a newfound hope. They're no Sigur Ros, they're something else better. Way better. If the band is to pick up where they left off, then I rest my case. The brand new kings of convenience is on our shores. Praise be.
