The greatest thing Tooth & Nail Records has done to date is to sign Sometime Sunday. Brandon Ebel should consider giving the band complete ownership of the label. In other words, Sometime Sunday's debut album, Stone, surpasses the word "incredible" by infinity. Seattle can only hope to be this good.
No overdubs, no effects, no cheesy background vocals that a lot of bands can't reproduce live... What you have here on this album is what you will get from this band live. Let it be said here first that it takes a lot of guts to be as raw and as in-your-face as Stone. Eddie Vedder and his padres sound like fat cats sippin' milk compared to these lurch rockers.
Mikee's guttural screams, melodic melodies and passionate delivery put him in the forefront of dominating front men in the 1990's. Kevin shreds his fanatical fretwork with glimpses of Hendrix. Zip and Jean-Pierre have what it takes to become one of the greatest supporting casts in history. Jean-Pierre is not even the full-time drummer of the band, but maybe after hearing these flattering words, he'll realize what he's missing out on.
Lyrically, Stone doesn't beat around the bush. Some songs are like swallowing a horse pill. Topics such as lust, pride, loneliness and suicide will allow God to speak to many people right where they are. The key word here is "honesty."
Sometime Sunday included three songs ("Blur," "Rope" and a drive-by acoustic version of "Home") off its demo, Pain. If the readers of HM and the fans of SS bug the band enough, maybe Mikee and his crew will release Pain on CD. If you don't particularly care about having Pain on CD, bug them for my benefit.
Stone has hit stores full-force across this great land of ours. If you don't already own it, you're either deaf or broke. Go ahead and save money for the second release now, because Sometime Sunday is here to stay. You can't stop it, you can only hope to contain it.