
Cold Night For Alligators – The Hindsight Notes
Music Suggestion
Take a walk on the web I came across a half-known band with a rather strange name Cold Night For Alligators with The Hindsight Notes, their last album. And what a piece of work!
After a first listen that surprised me for the technical solutions adopted and the captivating melodies, I went back to listen to it again and again.
Cold Night For Alligators with The Hindsight Notes propose 10 original songs, well played, well arranged, and well produced.
The matrix is djent prog tech metal, with perfectly fitting melodies, which capture the listener for the emotions and dramatic tones told.
There are 4 singles released so far and all of them are very beautiful songs, which testify to the high quality of the album.
Behind the curtains, veiled
Behind Curtains
Wrapped in cloths, in silence
Below the surface, blind
It’s the reason I bow
Why would I ever try to push away, push away?
We have big little lies, big little
Thin Line
The wail helps to find relief
High enough, is it high enough
We have big little lies, big little
Stripped and forever burned
High enough, is it high enough
Indifference has no name
Nostalgic
But it lives in all of us
It’s a machine that feeds on grief
The winner takes it all
In all of us, in all of usI see you hate, you want to feel nostalgic
But we are changing these chemicals
Asleep or real, was I ever really here?
Water
These memories are mine, I fear
Pick it up, with own hands
It’s with dust we try to build a land
Once again throw my body into
A wall full of wild roses
City enigma, city enigma, city enigma
The central part of the album presents calmer sounds and very interesting pop and alternative solutions where the Danish band still wears itself beautifully, without forgetting its prog and deathcore roots. Up to perhaps the best song of the entire album Worn Out Mannequin, the perfect mix of everything heard so far.
All emphasized by a thrilling live performance!
I was marching onexperimental metal
Warn Out Mannequin
Life just went along
It was medicine
It belongs where I go
Not a show it’s my mirror
Stuck in its reflection
It’s where I go
I met my fear inside this flame
Verism
My ignorance taking aim
Shooting right through me
It wants to consume me