Atlanta-based Places to Hide‘s debut full-length, Almost Nothing, was pressed courtesy of a Kickstarter campaign. Obviously, it’s a self-released affair.
The actual content therein is surprisingly charming, despite flat vocal delivery and leadn lyrics. It may be that they’re attempting to portray some kind of artless honesty, removing any semblance of flowery language. Everything is couched in truthful, bare-bone statements, frequently espousing a desire to get fucked up. The lyrics read like something from a high school punk band — “And I just want to have sex with you” from “Love Song” and “Today I stole some shit from the grocery store/ Then threw up in the trash can at work” from “Michael Jordan” being particularly egregious examples.
It’s just kind of off-putting, at least for me. Mawkish honesty I can handle in small doses, but an entire LP’s worth just leaves me exhausted. If you listen to the music and ignore the lyrics, you get a rocking bit of pop — the Superchunk comparison’s an apt one, even if Places to Hide’s sound isn’t as immediately arresting.
There are still a few copies left on black vinyl from their Bandcamp page.