The Cotton Weary – Cinematic Overtones EP

The Cotton Weary
Cinematic Overtones EP

I am such a fan of this release. Unfortunately, this CD was not accompanied by any band information, and the band’s website doesn’t appear to be loading, so I know virtually nothing about the band except that I like their sound. Falling somewhere between emo and soaring rock, The Cotton Weary seem to blend equal parts of Creed and Texas is the Reason. As frightening a combination as that may sound, it works surprisingly well.
These songs have a soaring, powerful quality. The production is top-notch, and that’s especially evident in the fantastic guitar that’s straight-forward and driving yet still melodic. The vocals are fantastic, perfectly suited to the music, yet they possess a kind of Third Eye Blind / Creed mainstream emotional quality. Many of our indie stalwart fans may think that’s a bad thing, but that is what makes these songs so very good.
“My Own Private Island” starts the release with one of the album’s strongest tracks. Soaring guitars and multiple vocals really drive this song, and the lyrics have a nice emotional range to them: “You’re the first one overboard. You’re more important than me.” A bit slower, the music on “Said Enough” takes the lead rather than the vocals – except in the fantastic chorus – and the song has a kind of urgent nature, filled with melodic acoustic and electric guitars. More mellow and sweet sounding, “Opposite of Ascension” sets a more dramatic tone, and again acoustic guitars are heard prominently. But once again, “Icon of Architecture” drives up the intensity. A mixture of guitars and vocals gives this song the band’s unique, soaring, emotive quality that makes their songs so powerful.
Strangely enough, there is little to differentiate The Cotton Weary from some of the more mainstream modern rock bands on the radio today. They’re not pop-punk or nu-metal, but they have the kind of driving, emotional rock sound that should be so popular. Of course, it may be the simple fact that these songs are so tight, so strong and beautiful and emotional at once, that would prohibit a mainstream audience from finding it easy to digest. Still, I can’t help playing this CD over and over.