The twangy acoustics and musty, masculine voice of Travis Meeks have at long last returned, temporarily filling the utterly endless and gaping void of quality modern rock. Musically drained by the search for a genre to substitute the passionate mastery they consistently release, Days of the New”s newest addition to their multiple, similar-sounding album collection successfully settles the minds and stomachs of fans who have
recently been attempting to satisfy their desperate yearning by listening to the less artistic and talented posers of today”s chart toppers.
The not so new, yet classically bold sound of their latest self-titled album continues to fulfill previously eclectic standards, as well as create new fearless territory for the group to dominate. As apparent with their rivetingly powerful new single, “Hang on to This,” Meeks, Inc. “Creed-ishly” moans about life, love and their never-ending discovery of anything but happiness. Although the utter despair and universally pissed off routine is fairly overplayed, with some intensely creative back-up instrumentals, and very respectable balls, Days has nevertheless continued to establish their rightful place in today”s currently discontented rock and roll society.
Without ever landing themselves a solid spot in the “mainstream” conversation, the exquisitely spicy band has produced three immensely strong albums since their birth in 1999. Donning Metallica”s semi-sadomasochistic orchestra throughout their debut album, Travis” not-so-Meek-ish vocals are reminiscent of a fiery Eddie Vedder, circa 1993. Ditching an old-school tone of grungy flannel over a whopping span of two years, their current release can be easily confused with the lead vocal stylings of one dashing Ed Kowalczyk.
Borrowing a multitude of sounds from their plethora of inspirations, the band is bravely beginning to promote their own name. Although their sound has been polished, and their vocals slightly refined, the boys of Days of the New have yet to completely abandon their basement playing roots, an unsettling neighborhood edge sorely missing from Billboard”s Top 10.
Grade: A-