Cazzell, Micol – “Little Fits” – [Self Produced]
Micol sings like 6am, wide awake…inverted magic hour….
quietly bright, a little chill nipping at your earlobes.
He double tracks his vox to give you a tiny warm stereo
muffler. Mellow guitar strummage, with gentle noodling
(no caffeinated solos). The drums almost missed the wake
up call, but they are there just a little bleary. At least
not a machine punching the clock beat. They add to the
home-spun charm. Polite keyboards look in the window.
Lyrics are where any discord may lie, maybe written at 3am
the night before. Hell the lead-off track is called
“Postmodern Depressionalism” and name checks Elliot Smith
and sings “don’t like the song, the words are all wrong.”
But that melody is alright, a pop delight. The title cut
is cloaked in wispy aaaaaah’s. On #3, the soothing nature
of “life is long and miserable…but I’m doing fine” so
Micol seems able to enjoy a dose of the morose as long as
his heart still hits a simple hi-hat pitter-pat. Raise your
sad, sweet and sour “Fits” in unity, my fellow melancholics.
tiny little FCCs #1 #2