Review
Planning For Burial
Late Twenties Blues

Alright laugh all you want at my horrid addictions, but until you plunge into Late Twenties Blues yourself, you will not have the faintest idea why this tape is on its fourteenth spin already today in my tape deck (not kidding, I am going to have to get another copy as a backup for this in case I completely wear it out); and honestly as much as I want to hold this baby and hide it forever from prying ears and eyes, I feel it a disservice not to talk about this official bootleg that was self released by Planning For Burial which contains four new pieces of gloom-y hook laden post post dreamy gloom pop ‘o’ rama (those who already have the bug for Planning For Burial will love this tape, I swear).

Imagine if you will, some of the prettiest paeans to the confusion of late twenties malaise and depression and angst that you will ever hear (at least until someone else writes songs like these or the album versions of these songs drop sometime within the current millennium but more on that later) pour through your speakers complete with luscious beds of hazy drones, delicious melodies, and the crushed vocals of a doomed and broken man (at least in his mind anyway); Late Twenties Blues literally makes a case for wanting to feel the complete abject depression that these songs describe (whether with words or the music) because the songs make it sound so catchy and comforting. Two droning soft instrumentals help two gloriously killer songs that are so catchy that it hurts to create one great tape that works on so many levels (want to feel depressed, listen to it… want to feel gloomy, listen to it… want to drown your ears in waves of luscious sound, listen to it… want something great to listen to… you may get the idea at this point)

You know, I was going to tell you what the background for the songs contained on this tape are, but instead I am going to say who the hell cares because the factoids and ephemera mean nothing at all when Late Twenties Blues is playing; this offering from Planning For Burial one hundred percent stands on its own and deserves to be heard and listened to obsessively (and I am doing just that), and I will just continue to enjoy being absolutely lost in the pretty gloom that this stellar tape offers.