Lost in the Trees
A Church That Fits Our Needs
Release Date: March 20, 2012
Lush clusters of piano, a mysterious sound that might be something being unwrapped, or paper crushed for kindling, and A Church That Fits Our Needs, the second album by North Carolina group LOST IN THE TREES, is underway, announcing itself as a work of vaulting ambition, a cathedral built on loss and transformation. In the summer of 2009 Ari Picker – writer,
composer, and architect of the band – lost his mother, an artist in her own
right, when she took her own life. Picker was in the midst of releasing his band’s debut album, All Alone in an Empty House, a
collection of folk‐inflected songs that surprised with its orchestral arrangements, to an acclaim usually reserved for seasoned
veterans: “both heart wrenching and beautiful,” said Paste, while the Huffington Post called the album “spellbinding in its musical
ambition, touching in its intimacy, and often overwhelming in its emotional honesty.” Picker took the loss of his mother and set
about transforming the events into a tribute, composing, writing lyrics, his mother’s picture above his writing desk: the same picture
that now graces the album’s cover. “I wanted to give her a space, in the music, to be, and to become all the things she didn’t get a chance to be when she was alive.”
La Sera’s Sees The Light follows 2011’s masterful self-titled debut with ten new tracks of peppy break-up pop brimming with defiance and bitter sweetness. On album opener “Love That’s Gone,” the vocals and drumbeat linger for seconds, swaying in the wind while the guitar cuts through, charming you, pulling you by your shirt and telling you that it is time to move on. This is a break-up album for the best kinds of break-ups. There's a lightness of touch, too, that surround the harmonies throughout and makes one yearn for the days of Donna Lynn, Julie Ruin and The Shirelles. But before you can settle into your seat, La Sera delivers a one-two punch - a rip of rolling snare and sending you speeding off in a fast car. Seize the light.
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