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Bantercut : leave the bodies that you buried
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Evocative alto-driven lyrics laid atop an acoustic indie spine, and paired with whimsical bass and guitar lead lines. Sometimes tender & melodic, other times brash & jarring, the music is solace/enabler, for a restless soul. yay.
Genre: Rock: Emo
Release Date: 2008
leave the bodies that you buried
Bantercut
Record Label: Canopy Hill
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1. Nerve 4:02 + MP3 $0.99
2. Underwater 4:30 + MP3 $0.99
3. Welcome Home 4:56 + MP3 $0.99
4. Everything Is Going Right (Pirate Song) 4:51 + MP3 $0.99
5. Bluff 4:08 + MP3 $0.99
6. Mistake 4:30 + MP3 $0.99
7. Abandoned Buildings 4:14 + MP3 $0.99
8. Through Vietnam 4:18 + MP3 $0.99
9. Fog Song 4:46 + MP3 $0.99
10. Sweet Time 3:02 + MP3 $0.99
11. Bottle 5:06 + MP3 $0.99
12. Pictures 5:30 + MP3 $0.99
13. Go Home Alone 4:04 + MP3 $0.99
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Album Notes

leave the bodies that you buried is a collection of 13 unsettling and beguiling tunes (or we think so, anyway). Covering love, loss and the strange pull of grocery stores, this record might be best enjoyed alone and in the dark. Or while driving or working out. Or while hanging out in a big group of people at the beach—actually, we guess it kind of depends on the listener.

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REVIEWS

author: brilliantpebble
                            
With vocals reminiscent of Edie Brickell and Ani DiFranco, and music which summons early R.E.M. and Toad the Wet Sprocket sprinkled with hints of Bright Eyes, Bantercut's initial offering provides a consistently understated but powerful sound. The lyrics drive most of the songs with their complexity and intelligence, but turn off your brain for a moment and you discover interesting bass lines and guitar noodling. The album as a whole is suitable for both mellow background ambience and iPod introspection. Thematically, it speaks to a certain postmodern despair: the desire to speak the truth of personal anguish, coupled with the conscious realization that all of the ways to do so have already been said.
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author: Bud
                            
yeah man, cool, man, really stoney.
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