Colorado Springs is breeding massive amounts of talent in Eros and the Eschaton, who released their latest 11 song LP today via Bar None Records. The six piece band – comprised of Kate Perdoni, Adam Hawkins, James Finch, Alex Koshak, Mitch Macura & Ryan Spradlin – has titled the album Weight of Matter, blending new wave, pop, and indie rock into a cacophony of beautiful sound.
Songs like “OMG I AM” and “Helicopter” are lighter, more effervescent works, while “The Way I Feel 2Nite” has more of a garage rock feel to it right before blending in synth sounds with ethereal vocals. While “Center of The World” gives you the feeling that it is a slow acoustic piece, it graduates into a mid-tempo hard rock song, replete with a 70’s psychedelic feel to it. “Long Shot” – the fifth track – almost feels absurdly thrown into the mix, as its sound is such an escape from its predecessors. We can almost feel the nature seeping into us while listening to it, and it’s a great escape from the bustling noises of the city.
“Rxx” brings us back into synth heavy rock, addressing the world in a British lady punk band kind of way. And then what about the experimental sounds (and is that clapping?) in the following track “Bop Shoo Bop”? The lyrics feel like they should be in a more vintage 50’s inspired track, but instead they’re in a pop rock song notable for its kick drum. What a beautiful conundrum.
“Cry” is yet another departure, with instrumentals more reminiscent of mainstream pop rock tracks. The vocals are once again honed in to whispery sound – which turns out to be goose bump-inducing – and the lyrics are a blessing, allowing us to cry if we want to. “Shadow, Forth!” is a song about finding your way, and has a very weightless, adventure-worthy feel to it. The title track of the album is five minutes and fourteen seconds of slow, 70’s worthy keyboard and percussion music. The reverb is exponential, making this another otherworldly track. The album rounds everything out with “Belly Deep”, which is rich in texture and brings everything to a creeping halt as it fades out.
There is no central theme to Weight of Matter, and we’re strangely OK with it. Eros and the Eschaton has mastered the art of genre hopping, and we must admit that we totally dig it.
