Spider Lilies
The second track to pop is Spider Lilies. This one made me smile because it's a lot simpler to grasp at 7:00am on your commute to work. It's the longest of the tracks, at over 5 minutes, and is tuneful, musical, and otherworldly. I might play it as background music during the cake-cutting at my birthday in a few weeks.
There are no lyrics to analyze this time; just sounds. Despite a music background, I'm going to be bad at guessing synthetic instrument sounds here, sorry. The tones that open are a bit of a bell-like piano sound? Arpeggiated, with a pedal point pattern, IIRC from music theory. This is what gives it the sort of haunting foundation over which everything else plays out.
Then there are metallic, sort of knifey sounds – think Billie Eilish's You Should See Me In A Crown – and some horn-like, sax-like bits that keep the vibes going. But what positively sends me is that at two minutes, vocals burst onto the scene.
The Vocal Stylings of Toad
Here's the thing about the members of Toad: they can sing like angels. They have a song where they sound like the Sundays, for God's sake. I have no idea how much formal vocal training either of them might have had, but I wouldn't be surprised to hear they'd each had years of it.
Maybe it's because I'm old that I think it's strange to exhibit this level of skill at traditional singing as well as screaming and weirdness. My oldest son definitely wasn't surprised when I played him a bit of their most delicate work. He said, "even when he's screaming, you can hear how he's doing every little thing exactly how he wants to." Which is true.
In my son's mind, there's no reason this precision can't translate over into any other type of singing, I guess, and kudos to him. Personally, I don't know whether I was surprised that they could, or surprised that they would, or surprised that they might exhibit such a diversity of styles and sounds while still calling themselves the same thing? I have no idea. But I love it. It's one of the best things about them.
Here, the singer – I think Bunny – loads his voice up with a kind of honking quality. Like an extended honking. And there's a vuvuzela sound that's intermittent. And they intertwine. How much is bunny? How much is vuvuzela? Is any of it not Bunny? I have no idea.
And there's a chorus of voices behind him. My brain labelled it "Bunny's Angelic Choir." Sometimes it's the soundtrack to my whole day.
I love it.
















