While it’s not as loud or volumatic as some of the eras before, the album is representative of true rock in an era of pop sounds that water down the real meanings behind the words. It’s an album of obvious messages and haunting sounds to fit the message. Rock was real, it was raw, and it was uncomfortable in the most beautiful way.įrightened Rabbit’s 2016 release of Painting of a Panic Attack is one of the best modern interpretations of this classic concept. It spoke on topics avoided by every other genre. In the grunge years of Nirvana, and the aftermath of early 2000s rock, the spike of Green Day and Lincoln Park, rock proved to be an explosion of unhappiness and personal and political disapproval. Rock music started so commercially with The Beatles and The Monkees back in the 60s, but grew to fill with anthems for misfits and misunderstood listeners. Painting of a Panic Attack reminded me that Frightened Rabbit was evolving in sound, but still holding true to the definition of rock music. Painting of a Panic Attack – Frightened Rabbit They hadn’t become a band I’d forgotten about, but definitely one I’d put on the side to make room for new discoveries. Then Frightened Rabbit made a 2016 comeback with the incomparable release of Painting of a Panic Attack.
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I was, suddenly, a full on rock fan, still not knowing what that meant. I went on advancing my musical catalog in the vision of their music.
In The Winter of Mixed Drinks and Pedestrian Verse, I framed my early high school years. It was the first time I listened to something with such hidden depth, not a depth being screamed like an announcement. It was the first time I held a song or a name so closely, it felt like my own. I left the concert more focused on finding that song than on anything else. Anyway, the song caught me completely off guard, took my breath away, did all of those things that make you feel a new part of yourself open to the experience around you. I want to say the song was “Not Miserable,” but the memory is foggy. But I remember the moment the switch flipped in my head. It was my first taste of true alternative: something slower, more passionate, yet filled with the rock sounds that can entirely consume a live stage. They sounded folk, yet were so manically energetic. When they took the stage, I was immediately confused as to what type of music they were playing.
She loved them too, so we were equally excited to see them for the first time.įrightened Rabbit was the opening act – a band I’d never heard of, but was intrigued by, given their exotic name. I walked into UIC Pavilion in Chicago and found our seats with my mom. What I didn’t know at the time, was that surprise concert would be the door which opened my ears and my heart to alternative music entirely. It was then I found Death Cab and their wide array of soothing, yet soul-searching albums. As a sophomore in high school, I was just beginning to blossom out of my extreme emo and pop radio phase, ditching bands like Mayday Parade for something more understatedly depressing. It was the latest band I’d found, and to me they were different. In 2011, my mom and dad surprised me with tickets to a Death Cab for Cutie concert. Atwood Magazine honors the late Scott Hutchison from Frightened Rabbit, who preserved the message of true rock into the changing eras even when the world stopped listening.
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