Sunday, August 5, 2012

FLYLEAF Explore NEW HORIZONS; Exuding A Voice For The Voiceless

Wait until I fly...
Into a New Horizon

It's been three LONG years since FLYLEAF unveiled their sophomore masterpiece Memento Mori.

In the ensuing 1000 days, I've been especially mindful of death, and now, thankfully, am mindful of a New Horizon on the horizon and the subsequent chapter entailed on the blank page of book number three which concludes the initial infinite trilogy of soliloquy emanating from a tempestuous Temple in Texas.

Digame that three times fast. Andele! Andele!

Amidst the passage of time, guitarist Sameer Bhattacharya traveled, in between writing stints, bassist Pat Seals eradicated his rock star mane and the coolest Fu Manchu beard East of China while singer Lacey Sturm penned and delivered the messianic 'Heavy Prey,' a searing collaboration with former Filter guitarist Geno Lenardo that appeared on the Underworld: Awakening soundtrack.

And awaken we did.

Prey stands as one of her greatest songs and definitive performances, replete with her trademark screamo growl detonating the word "Blood" as Heavy reaches its triumphant conclusion.



Ms Sturm and her husband Joshua (guitarist for the band Kairos, a Greek word meaning "the supreme moment") also welcomed their first child, Joshua "Jack" Lewis Sturm on April 10, 2011. 





New Horizons and new hairlines abound. All fodder for exploring creative ground.

Flyleaf majestically returned to our ears this week with a powerful introduction to their upcoming album by premiering its title track "New Horizons" (available for purchase on August 21).



Horizons is taut musically, in true Flyleaf fashion, and hits right in the sweet spot with a well-paced vocal meter through the verses before soaring on the wings of a bold catchy chorus that sticks with you long after the volume has subsided. 

It's one of the strongest songs to date by a band with an arsenal of 'em.

The guitar work by Bhattacharya and rhythm guitarist James Culpepper shines throughout, exhibiting a modern-rock pilgrimage dotted by shades of expansive 90s alt rock. Think Breaking Benjamin meets U2 meets R.E.M. meets Live.

And then think again...

For this is a new horizon...


Glistening. Gleaming. Glaring. Gliding. Riding. Providing. Abiding.



Soon to be a staple of every Flyleaf show, "New Horizons" made its live debut at the Palladium Ballroom in Dallas, TX in May at a benefit for the dearly departed Rich Caldwell, whom was the band's longtime soundman. Caldwell was involved in a fatal car crash in April and is survived by his wife Katy and their two-year old son Kirby. Donations to his Memorial Fund can be made here.

New Horizons will arrive this fall. In the meantime, exude your voice and sing along because there is no better time to be sublime!


FLYLEAF
NEW HORIZONS

So you’re tired but you’re alive
So open up your eyes and
you can get your sleep when you are dead
Kill the clock inside your head
Bring your normalcy to the edge and watch it drown in new horizons
New horizons

You said I’d only have to wait until I die but that’s in no time
How did we come to thinking this was funny?
Jeering and laughing at the dying,
while we’re riding the light in You.


Wait. You said I’d only have to wait until i die, new horizons
There is no such thing as time inside this moment, no sun rising


Wait until I fly, new horizon
Wait until I fly, new horizon


Sin with a conquest, lifeless
In with a new quest
Here’s a voice for the voiceless,
and a song for the soulless life of sin


Wait. You said I’d only have to wait until I die, new horizon
There is no such thing as time inside this moment, no sun rising


Wait until I fly, new horizon
Wait until I fly, new horizon


When the times keep going wrong and we go right
When the times keep going wrong and we go right


Wait. You said I’d only have to wait until I die, new horizon
There is no such thing as time inside this moment, no sun rising


Wait until I fly, new horizon
Wait until I fly, new horizon
Wait until I fly, new horizon


There is no such thing as time inside this moment, no sun rising
Wait until I fly
When the times keep going wrong and we go right
We go right


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