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Some Are Lakes

10/15/2008 | | | Album Review
Eight lanes wide, the highways seem to stretch forever. Through the over-populated city, the under-populated cars lurch forward, inches at a time. What once must have been a healthy, functioning body is now riddled with parasites that are feeding off of a slowly dying host. It takes forever to go nowhere. I\'m wasting my days on the same roads, mindlessly changing lanes and stopping at endless red lights.

The people I used to know here have changed. It\'s like recognizing the face of a stranger, but not being able to place how you know them. I think of the way things used to be. Conversations we used to have. In some instances, a touch that at one time meant something completely different. With such infrequent exposure to them, my mind connects the encounters here in the this foreign place as points on one unbroken line, failing to take into account the many unknown changes that have separated then and now. Thinking about how it was and how I wish it could be wears me out.

The only thing I have to alleviate this disconnect is Some Are Lakes. Far removed from the desolation I feel surrounded by, Land of Talk\'s first full-length album\'s sense of hope, grounded in realism, is at once reassuring and encouraging. It is helpful that I can fill the depressive gaps by listening to the beauty nestled within the Montreal trio\'s songs. A dab of color in my current gray existence, Some Are Lakes makes staring down the never-ending asphalt a little easier.
Some Are Lakes

Some Are Lakes

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