Self Titled EP
The gentlemen of Hello Morning are no aliens to the world of music. In fact, the members separately made a name for themselves early on while performing in other bands such as Jonah, Smalltown Poets, Sappo, Boy Eats Drum Machine, and Chris Robley & the Fear of Heights. But it wasn’t until 2007 that they finally came together to form Hello Morning. Now, three years since the band was officially founded, the guys from Portland, Oregon have completed their self titled debut EP and are copiously equipped to make a distinct avowal.
The EP opens up with “Come Home.” With the song’s earth-shattering hook, fervent bassline, clashing cymbals, and beguiling melody, the band easily sets a new standard for the type of music that will get live audiences roaring. After the flourishing composition of “Coldbreakers” and the nostalgia-laden “Everything Is You,” “Mercury (Once Again)” keeps the musicality proudly bellowing while allowing Henry Curl’s hearty vibrato to truly transcend.
When your ears finally reach what is easily the EP’s most anomalous track – strewn with a repetitive tribal drum pattern and speckled with jingling, twinkling instruments – it almost feels as if you’re lost in a delusional daydream. When “Everglades” gets into full swing, you seem to be running endlessly through an indefinite blur of God knows what (use your imagination), but the next thing you know, the chorus has kicked in; all of a sudden you’re moving in slow motion smack-dab in the middle of a Coldplay video – except this isn’t Coldplay. When the chorus comes to a break and the song transitions its way back to a lull, you’re instantly sent back into the muddied, hurried haze where you’ll now find that you’ve probably slipped into somewhat of a trance (and a good one at that).
Released on Timber Carnival Records, Hello Morning’s unveiling compilation is the epitome of eminent stadium rock; think Keane with a dash of U2 but with way more gusto. The band has a keen sense of musical brilliance as well as an undeniable knack for producing avant-garde compositions while merging them with the quintessential fundamentals of anthemia. Whether it’s with the use of space-agey moog synths or a plethora of surging guitars, if there’s one thing that definitely makes this project worthwhile, it’s the band’s fearlessness to experiment. This is virtuosity at its best.