I’ve been meaning to write something substantial about this album since I started contributing to SIA, but — while I do genuinely love Febrifuge’s A Short Instance of Separation — there’s no way I could keep my own personal biases from creeping into my convoluted sentences and mixed metaphors.
Plus, it would just be kind of weird.
That’s because Chris Day, the “loon” responsible this lovely record, happens to be a good friend of mine. We worked together for a couple years at Art Six, and we live in the same apartment complex. We’ve been known to share milkshakes (two straws, please!) and fly kites on endless summer afternoons before collapsing to the green earth in fits of unbridled child-like companionship. Also: we coordinate haircuts and outfits. So, obviously anything I write about his band is going to come off sounding gushy.
And it’s unfortunate, because his band happens to be really, really fucking good. They were great the first time I saw them at Strawberry Fields but, after seeing them own the backyard of Art Six at their CD release show, I realized this: Febrifuge is, without a doubt, the best band playing in Denton today. Take it to the bank, and grab a handful of dum-dums on your way out.
A Short Instance of Separation — with all its patience and meticulous production, its classicism and approachability — is miles away from the trend-hopping, hot-for-the-moment aesthetics that tend to characterize our town full of shutter shades, skinny jeans and keystroke DJs. His songs don’t have to scream to be heard; they’re subtle, but direct and unpretentious. It’s more Antony & the Johnsons than No Age, more Cabernet than raspberry vodka. And, while we’re at it, it sounds nothing like Morrissey or LCD Soundsystem.
Okay, so maybe I went back on my no-gush policy, but everything I’m telling you is true! Don’t take my word for it, though. Visit Febrifuge’s MySpace page and, if you like what you hear — which you will — throw down the painless $10 for his CD. He spent two years working on this thing, and the artwork and full booklet are gorgeous. It’s well worth your money and time.
[By the way, Grizzly Bear totally lifted the dewy croon of Veckatimest’s “Two Weeks” from the Febrifuge playbook. You heard it here first, folks. This shit is gonna blow up like the Space Shuttle Columbia! Chris D: get to poop-bloggin’!]