February 12, 2011
Spokes brings life to the meaning of post-rock, rustling through dead leaves with their play on shoe-gaze and shaken-up folk. They’ve come out of the woodwork with a demeanor of two equal measures… the fearless experimentation of the Annuals combined with the accessibility of Arcade Fire. Let’s be honest, few bands have the capacity to address where growth and reservation is needed, yet they’ve managed to objectively criticize the lacks and/or overbearingness of their EP and produce a full-length album that is nothing short of spectacular.
The accurately named Everyone I Ever Met spins as a triubute to their contemporaries as though cornered with their own creativity and a need to fend-off any unfair comparisons. The record is gutted of fillers and stuffed with everything nice–think Explosions In The Sky except this time the song will actually come to an end. That isn’t a stab at lengthy instrumentals either, but if you’ve ever wondered what Your Hand In Mine would sound like with lyrics… this is probably it. They are the makers of a glorious chorus despite their woeful undertones and if you’re a fan of the grim and triumphant, thank them for showing up.