MV Recommends: Funeral Advantage

MV Recommends / News / Special Features / January 18, 2017

This week, MV Recommends Funeral Advantage. The new, 6-track EP is up for pre-order on vinyl, here

You’ll notice little new with Funeral Advantage’s sonic approach to new EP, Please Help Me, especially to those already converted to Tyler Kershaw’s dream-pop ways. The soft, shy vocal work still in cahoots with active percussion and often bright guitar work. But on new song “CEOT7K,” there’s a palpable cynicism rising, furthered by quick inspection of lyrics and press materials. According to Kershaw’s home of The Native Sound, we’ve got a post relationship release on our hands, one that “works through the existential feelings of hopelessness and meaninglessness that followed.” With an opening salvo like “Besides you, I’ve reduced to/An amputee, dead, always here but never again,” there’s certainly little room to argue.

And what we’ll be left with, if as I’d expect “CEOT7K” is great sounding thematic groundwork, will be a record built on the power of contradiction. Pacing you’d compare with the most toe-tapping of The Smiths’ catalog, plus devastation that often accompanied those slightly misleading “upticks.” By the time Kershaw gets to that second verse — the one where he asks if it’s a “problem to abstain from relief for so long,” an issue seemingly, if just a little, self-inflicted (“You said I made you feel sick so I swallowed/Inside you, I felt used too”) — you’re invested in the slight of hand; hopefully you’re invested in the journey.

Stream “CEOT7K,” below, and read along with the lyrics.

Is it impossible to pretend you’re not alone?
Or is it harder because I don’t try?
Beside you, I’ve reduced to
An amputee, dead, always here but never again
I am at rest now trying desperately and still hoping to fit in

Bury me in earth’s hands
The birds told me something that I don’t understand
Nothing has changed, we’re still on track
This world gave me nothing, so I’ll give nothing back

Is it a problem to abstain from relief for so long?
You said I made you feel sick so I swallowed
Inside you, I felt used too.
And if you see Dan tell him that I’m looking for him
He is a ghost now trying desperately and is longing to fit in.

Bury me in earth’s hands
The birds told me something that I don’t understand
God please show me anything, ‘cause I’m your punching bag
This world gave me nothing, so I’ll give nothing back.


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Christopher Lantinen
Chris Lantinen is the owner and editor-in-chief of Modern Vinyl. Along with his modest collection of sad sounding records, he collects his share of soundtracks and previously adored indie up-and-comers. Chris is currently a professor of journalism and public relations at Edinboro University in the Erie, Pennsylvania area.






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