There is a certain type of song that thinks big. The sort that goes from zero to epic in under ten seconds. It is the kind of song that establishes itself as one of those anthems that sets rooms on fire, explodes dance floors, crosses genres, and has mass appeal. I’m not saying that “Birds of Distinction” is there yet, but with a fair wind, a lucky roll of the dice, and a blessing from the Gods of Music, it could certainly make it to those rarefied heights.
It may open like a twee 70s euro-folk song, but before you can say Nana Mouskouri, it has lit up the night in a blaze of sky-searing rock energies, big riffs, classical poise, and cinematic polish.
As a taste of Brendemere’s debut album, it certainly marks the arrival of a new musical force, certainly someone to be watched, and someone who is able to push rock music, the last bastion of the tried and tested and traditional, into a more experimental, post-genre world.
Lyrically exploring themes of transformation, longing, and the pursuit of meaning, the music seems to echo these profound thought processes just through its sheer adventurousness, openness, and evolutionary nature. The words might make you contemplate such heady subjects, but the music catapults those same feelings directly into the heart and perhaps even your very soul.
