To pass the time at my flower delivery job, I listen to music. For three straight days, Burn the Maps was the only album that I heard. This is that rare work that demands your attention and never disappoints. Each song has been passionately and carefully crafted into a chilling masterpiece, simultaneously original from the rest of the album and delicately entrenched in the overall aura that emanates from Burn the Maps as a complete work.
The Frames' heartfelt and genuinely penned lyrics aren't always exceptional (though they often are) but they explore dark territory without falling into traps of cliche. The words that may not stand alone are propped up by a haunting voice that …
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