The first time I heard Providence, Rhode Island's Daughters debut "Canada Songs" I couldn't help but be put off by how much they sounded like The Locust. Not to say that it was a bad record, because it clearly wasn't. I just couldn't help but think "The world only needs one Locust!" Their sophomore effort, "Hell Songs", was just what they needed to distinguish themselves from the hordes of bands that were falling over themselves to cash in on the "screamo" fad. That album was where Lex (vocalist) decided to drop the screaming and take on an actual singing role reminiscent of Nick Cave during his stint in the Birthday Party. The rest of the band let up on the speed and took up a more intricate, almost acrobatic approach to the songwriting. "Hell Songs", which debuted in 2006, won me over in a big way and so this new self-titled album was one of my most anticipated releases of the year (which, ironically enough, came out a couple of months before I even gained knowledge of its release.) Oh, what time does to a band. In most cases it builds up anticipation of expectations that can't possibly be met. You can also expect the unexpected but will more than likely find yourself saying "this is exactly what I expected." I was so glad to be met with nine songs of an unmistakable Daughters delivering an unexpectedly fluid album that was a bit hard to get into at first (due largely to the fact that the songs had more simplistic arrangements than before) but only got more and more infectious with each listen. Unfortunately, this is also the band's swan song after their highly publicized less than amicable break-up. You really can't go wrong with any Daughters release and seeing as how this is their final offering to the world, the artwork of women weeping with tissues to their faces is fitting in that I will now shed a tear for what once was an amazing band.
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