Imagine a Great White Shark. A solitary sentinel perusing the world's waters, forever in service to its instincts and survival. So too is Every Time I Die: lean, muscular, and capably violent; purpose-built and devoid of tricks, slicing through the waves of ostensible genres. The band, with newfound confidence and intensity, continues to grow despite itself. It is, however, in singer/lyricist Keith Buckley's contributions that this metaphor holds true. Even a glance at his lyrics shows a man pushed to the brink, and his vocals further the point. There's a palpable, animal tension in his voice, a pyroclastic rage roiling even its most serene moments. Here, Buckley is better than ever and we're all richer for it. With
Low Teens, he and the band have crafted something worthy of the beast itself: timeless, equally full of grace and terrible power.
Choice cuts: Map Change, Petal, It Remembers
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