REVIEW: Quiet Hollers – “Quiet Hollers”


Quiet Hollers
Quiet Hollers

I’ve thought a lot lately about my first few weeks of writing with Never-Nervous. At that time I thought I might have something new to write about every other week. Boy was I wrong. I had no idea how deep and diverse our music scene was at the time, and it’s only grown since. That’s why I’m not surprised that Quiet Hollers are as good as they are and I’ve never listened to them. I’m only one person and I have my own shit going on; I can’t keep up. What I’m trying to say is that Quiet Holler’s dropped a self titled album in October and it’s excellent.

Their self-titled album is a catchy, laid back, reverb-laden rock album. The Hollers sometimes refer to themselves as “bummer rock” and the term fits. On a track titled Summer Song one might expect something uplifting and bright, but the Quiet Hollers don’t do that. This song is dark and depressing with lines about throwing bottles at a train and going to the drive-in and not watching the movie. Admittedly that stuff doesn’t sound that depressing when written here, but trust me, when they sing it it’s a bummer. All the gloomy slowness of this song makes the shimmering tone of the telecaster the one area of strength the listener has to hold on to, as if it’s a raft and the rest of the song is the churning ocean trying to pull you down. The song ends with the chanting of “Oh how time passes you by.” It’s really quite the summer song.

Not every song is that slow and depressing. Flood Song starts with with the lines, “All the drunks under the freeway, waiting for some flood to come around. And it’s so hard to keep my head above water, sometimes I just wanna let go and drown.” Ok, so that’s really depressing too. It’s a more upbeat southern rock jam, but god damn it’s a bummer too.

Ok, so two songs are really bleak, but there are songs like Midwestern which starts out with “All the drugs are all gone now.” FUCK! Hold on, I know there is a happy song here. Well there is Aviator Shades. That song is about putting on your clothes in the dark and looking like an idiot when you go out. Most likely it has deeper meaning related to some repressed insecurity…nevermind.

There isn’t a happy song on this album, but that’s OK. Quiet Hollers write introspective songs that are expertly layered with bright guitars in minor keys and just enough noise to fill all the space. This self-titled album is, at this point, wildly underrated. To me, it’s excellent winter (the time when I stay in my living room drinking IPA’s, playing video games and slipping into a dismal, hopeless and melancholic reality) music. Don’t sleep on this one and don’t sleep while you listen to it (you might wake up hating life). You can listen to “Quiet Hollers” here.

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