Album of the Week
"I'm lost, lost" sings
Everest frontman Russell Pollard on "Rebels in the Roses," the opening track of
the band's tender debut album, Ghost
Notes. It's a fitting declaration and the perfect tone-setter for the
reflective and often cathartic songs that lie ahead. Pollard, like so many of
his indie/alt-country singer-songwriting peers--Ryan Adams, Jeff Buckley, Jeff
Tweedy--seems to be at war with himself and through music, draws upon his pain
and missteps in hopes of generating some sort of sonic release.
Though certain songs touch upon
universal themes and concerns such as the passing of time ("Stumble Waltz") and
getting outside of one's own head and way ("Only In Your Mind"); the majority
of the album speaks to matters of the heart and the conflict that arises when
two souls collide. Fighting for love, fighting personal demons, fighting the
one we love, fighting not to lose that love even after admittedly making enough
mistakes to warrant the loss. Love, after all, is not for the faint of heart. With
Ghost Notes, it's quite apparent that
Pollard has gone to battle and not come out the victor.
As such, the album tends to lean
more down tempo than up, but this is not to say that it's chalk full of weepy
ballads. Backed by a group of musicians with enough indie cred to kill an
elephant (Sebadoh, Earlimart, Great Northern, The Watson Twins), Everest's
sound is more lush than barren, more hopeful than mournful thanks to the band's
veteran pop sensibilities.
Recorded on
analog tape with vintage equipment at Elliott Smith's New Monkey studio in Everest's
home town of Los Angeles,
Producer-friend Mike Terry (The Eagles, Foo Fighters) was able to capture the
band's earthy sound by tracking most of the songs with the entire band playing
live together. To call this a rarity in the age of digital recording is an
understatement to say the least. No wonder Ghost
Notes sounds like an organic throwback to the sweet harmonies that were
seeping out of Laurel
Canyon and into
mainstream consciousness in the late ‘60s and early ‘70s. It's little surprise
that Neil Young's Vapor Records snapped them up with a record deal.
Everest
mixes folk, rock, country and psychedelia with confessional lyrics much like
Young did during his early days with Buffalo Springfield. Heavy on acoustic
guitars with a splash of electric harmony alongside the occasional set of keys,
including the oddball Wurlitzer and toy piano, the instrumentation is meticulously
textured throughout. However, it's
Pollard's heartfelt vocals and pleading lyrics that ultimately suck the
listener in.
In "Trees" he calls out to the one
who "made him come alive" before confessing "I need time to make this right." With "Into Your Soft Heart" comes his plea
for forgiveness. "Angry Storm" is a steel-washed, piano-based lullaby begging
for an end to an emotional storm. The head-nodder "I See It In Your Eyes" ultimately
says the most by saying the least, "I see it in your eyes, you've got nothing
more to say," repeat. While "Standing
By" is a slow build through prog-rock darkness towards utter devastation:
I
will miss this love
I won't try to deny it
I can't bleed it out
all I want
to find is how to hide
deep in the ground
the power is down...
At the end of every dark tunnel
comes the promise of light. Here, that light comes in the form of the introspective
last track, "Taking on the Future," where Pollard follows in the path of spiritual
guru Eckert Tolle and his Power of Now teachings noting "this is all we have, today." Truer words have never been
spoken, yet it's easy to imagine that today is only the beginning of Everest's steady
climb up the slope to musical success.






