Goodbye, Lyla Garrity
Remember being demurely distressed? Standing alone somewhere, pining for a love lost or after a cake when the cake shop shut. Imagining if your life were to take film form for a moment, a sad-scape would creep into the backdrop and pathetic fallacy would take it’s course. Fear not. Tuck your tears in. We have a soundtrack to accompany any morose moment. Hurry Death, an LA based and hard to categorize collective, have released an emotionally charged dream riddled record.
Understated and sentimental, “Goodbye, Lyla Garrity” is perfectly poignant. Whilst Hurry Death in it’s name may emit visions of thrashing metal mosh pits, by nature, the product couldn’t be more removed. Emotionally charged, but distilled amidst a dreamy motionless five minutes: Hurry Death have bottled sadness, then diluted it across a hazy accolade to heartbreak. The simmering, mournful sound will gently fizz it’s way into your bones. If ever a song so encompassed the loneliness of longing and the torturous dread of departure; we hadn’t heard it until now.
It’s not often such a simply stated sadness avoids the emo label so smoothly. But side stepping any cheesy traps, Hurry Death ensure that the scenery of farewell never sounded so nostalgic. I don’t know who Lyla Garrity is, but this is certainly a grabbing goodbye.
