Dear_Eloise-Uncontrollable_Ice_Age_Stories-CPOP-2015-CaHeSo

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Artist:   Dear Eloise
Title:    Uncontrollable, Ice Age Stories
Label:    Maybe Mars
Genre:    Alternative
Quality:  260 Kbps Avg
Time:     64:41
Size:     122,20 MB
Rip Date: 2015-12-28
Str Date: 2015-12-22

Track List:

01. Apple                                             3:13
02. Brand New World                                   4:00
03. Spring Day in Green Bank                          4:24
04. Man Without Name                                  5:02
05. The Place in White Light                          4:27
06. Something Beautiful to Share                      5:09
07. My Far East                                       3:42
08. Falling Like Leaves                               6:13
09. Teenager Girl                                     5:27
10. Passby                                            4:45
11. Smile in Summer Night                             6:14
12. A Man without a heart                             7:19
13. There Is An Invisible Road                        4:46

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06. ┐╔╥╘╖╓╧φ╡─├└║├╩┬╟Θ                                5:09
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09. ╔┘┼«╩▒╣Γ                                          5:27
10. ╣²┐═                                              4:45
11. ╧─╥╣╡─╬ó╨ª                                        6:14
12. ╬▐╨─╚╦                                            7:19
13. ─╟└∩╙╨╥╗╠⌡┐┤▓╗╝√╡─┬╖                              4:46


Release Notes:

Uncontrollable, Ice Age Stories, Dear Eloise's fourth full-length release, 
signifies a deep freeze in the band's long trek of hazed, ice-glazed world 
weariness. It's their winter record.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        
The overarching theme of UIAS is solitude, the icy mirror of memoir. From the 
very first track, "Apple", it's clear that some once-sweet fruit has turned 
bitter with age. Promises of new beginnings fade with startling speed, like 
a dazzling first snow shoved off into gray piles on bleak city sidewalks 
("A Brand New World"). Sun Xia's doleful voice recalls faceless lovers, gone 
in gray dusk light on the first train out of town ("A Man Without Name"). 

She mourns rootlessness ("Falling Like Leaves"), travels winter paths lined 
with naked trees, slowly moving away from the hearth ("There is an Invisible 
Road"). The closest she gets to warm romance is on the C-side closer, 
"Teenage Girl", in which she taunts her subject, "Your world is so free / Love 
is in your dreamy beauty" before mocking with the wisdom of the adult lover 
scorned: "Does the flower you care about blossom? / It's your own ego you're 
nursing." 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        
Everyone in life is a "Passerby": "There are no real encounters." Just a 
martial, two-step dirge marking the way past the occasional flash of brilliance 
("The Place in White Light"), forever ending in a distant fiction, someone 
else's sculpture of your own stone-cold facade ("My Far East").                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        
Ultimately, Uncontrollable, Ice Age Stories offers a sober message of hope: 
after the cold there is still a type of fleeting joy, the "Summer Night Smile" 
smiled for no one in the somber escape of solitary reflection.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              



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