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Snow Tires

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Download links and information about Snow Tires by Unbunny. This album was released in 2004 and it belongs to Rock, Pop, Alternative genres. It contains 9 tracks with total duration of 27:43 minutes.

Artist: Unbunny
Release date: 2004
Genre: Rock, Pop, Alternative
Tracks: 9
Duration: 27:43
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Tracks

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No. Title Length
1. Casserole 3:12
2. Nightwalking 2:40
3. I Leave Stones Unturned 2:21
4. Nothing Comes to Rest 3:01
5. I Knock Things I Haven't Tried 3:04
6. FM 3:09
7. Certain Light 3:11
8. Pink Lemonade 4:24
9. Snow Tires 2:41

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Indie pop survivor Jarid del Dio finally secures solid label representation with Parasol's release of Snow Tires, his fifth album under various monikers and incarnations. Neutral Milk Hotel is still a big influence here, as del Dio's songs dawdle and coalesce with a similar disregard for structure, but with an uncanny knack for plaintive melodies and weirdly insightful turns of phrase. "All over town," he begins on "Casserole," "The flat-chested trailer brides/Their braces and bottle caps jangle like tambourines." And we can see del Dio wandering through the connecting yards and hanging laundry, dragging his white elephant of a failed relationship on a long fraying leash. "I Leave Stones Unturned" is a sparkly, bittersweet pop song driven by scratchy electric guitar, warm electric piano, and Roy Ewing's punchy drums. Its chorus is reprised offhandedly at the start of "I Knock Things I Haven't Tried," a quieter number guided by acoustic guitar, subtle synths, and what sounds like a sample of air brakes on a city bus. It's another side to the same argument, like the whispers after the screams. Maybe its del Dio's warbly, Neil Young-as-whiny-barista vocal, but Unbunny can at times suggest a sparer version of Mercury Rev, or even Modest Mouse. There's a similar sense of a psychological struggle twisting behind the tossed-off phrases and pop culture pipe bombs; the music is quieter, but informed with those same qualities of squinty indie pop. The gentle "FM" is a big, big standout, beginning with a kid's chorus harmonizing like a Lilliputian version of the Polyphonic Spree, and "Pink Lemonade" really plays up that Neil Young-ness, offering dusty acoustic strums and shuffling drums tickled by twangy guitar fuzz. Fans of smart stuff like Elf Power and Clem Snide, take note.