"myths are made of elm street houses with the shoes hanging from wires outdoors"Two-pieces are a dime a dozen. Two-pieces that don't sound like every other two-pieces, or a two-piece at all... that's a little harder to come by. Most two pieces often deliver really standard blues-rock riffs that really would benefit from low-end counter-point and somehow never bothered to even fill it out. Snooooozers. Or - they are so busy that you end up getting dropped off in noodle city with out a ride home leaving you with a strange sense of violation. Somehow Tiny Hawks don't do either. Instead they do something so rich and compelling and listenable, you've just gotta keep coming back to the well, try to quench that unassailable thirst.
Tiny Hawks hailed from Providence and did two records. Their first record is pretty decent, but their second "People Without End" is about as perfect as an album like this can get. It both rocks and rolls. It's incredibly intricate and mathy, but not alienating. It's got angry, gruff shouts but the songs never stray from major keys and remains really listenable, even for the uninitiated in the world of post-hardcore. It's like if a thrash band played emo. In fact, I wouldn't doubt that's exactly what it is. It's just the way this record sounds... Exuberant is the only word that really describes it. I know I've put "Tornado Children" on so many mixtapes, but really it could have been almost any jam from this record.
~KS
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