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- Original Release Date: 9 Aug 2010
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| Song Title | Artist | Time | Price | |||
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| The Dance | The Holy Orders | 12:46 | Not Available |
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6 of 6 people found the following review helpful
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I, like many others, bought this song after seeing a Facebook campaign to make it the longest number one single in history, with proceeds going to charity - and endeavour worth 69p of anyone's money. But that is merely the background: what of the music?
Admittedly, my initial impressions were not good. The opening minute or so brought to mind earnest young men who have spent too much time playing too much Jeff Buckley at too many local acoustic nights. This was banished, however, once the music settled into a satisfying post-rocking churn with flavours of the Fall and shades of Slint. The vocals shift between a mithering murmur and the kind of indie histrionics made popular by the likes of James Dean Bradfield or Martin Rossiter, all the while meshing beautifully with the tempestuous guitars.
During the first listen, the song seemed a touch repetitive, but subsequent plays revealed the slow, steady increase in intensity, leading to a hair-raising, goose-pimpling crescendo. Even the intro, which caused me much initial hestitance, works well once it has been placed in the context of the rest of the tune. Later listens also brought out the wonderful lyrics - culled from Philip Larkin's poem by the same name - with many glorious lines sticking in the mind well after the song's 12-plus minutes had drawn to a close.
I bought this song to support a quixotic shot for the charts and to support a deserving charity. I ended up supporting a promising new band. I suggest you do the same.
Admittedly, my initial impressions were not good. The opening minute or so brought to mind earnest young men who have spent too much time playing too much Jeff Buckley at too many local acoustic nights. This was banished, however, once the music settled into a satisfying post-rocking churn with flavours of the Fall and shades of Slint. The vocals shift between a mithering murmur and the kind of indie histrionics made popular by the likes of James Dean Bradfield or Martin Rossiter, all the while meshing beautifully with the tempestuous guitars.
During the first listen, the song seemed a touch repetitive, but subsequent plays revealed the slow, steady increase in intensity, leading to a hair-raising, goose-pimpling crescendo. Even the intro, which caused me much initial hestitance, works well once it has been placed in the context of the rest of the tune. Later listens also brought out the wonderful lyrics - culled from Philip Larkin's poem by the same name - with many glorious lines sticking in the mind well after the song's 12-plus minutes had drawn to a close.
I bought this song to support a quixotic shot for the charts and to support a deserving charity. I ended up supporting a promising new band. I suggest you do the same.
5 of 5 people found the following review helpful
Larkin's unfinished poem comes to life in The Dance by The Holy Orders.
Running at a staggering 12 mins and 46 seconds, there's everything you could want here from gritty, home grown music - it's darkly emotional and devastatingly honest. This is, in part, thanks to the raw vocals of the lead singer and the powerful guitar and drums that intensely swell up around his voice. It's like being caught in the eye of a storm, leaving you momentarily breathless and wanting more.
Is it a good track? Damn right it is! Whether you're familiar with Larkin's work or not, it's definitely one to pick up and, hopefully, a sign of things to come.
Running at a staggering 12 mins and 46 seconds, there's everything you could want here from gritty, home grown music - it's darkly emotional and devastatingly honest. This is, in part, thanks to the raw vocals of the lead singer and the powerful guitar and drums that intensely swell up around his voice. It's like being caught in the eye of a storm, leaving you momentarily breathless and wanting more.
Is it a good track? Damn right it is! Whether you're familiar with Larkin's work or not, it's definitely one to pick up and, hopefully, a sign of things to come.
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