Cringe EP is a collection of four new Hales Corner songs, out October 18th, but it's so much more than a between-albums placeholder. On these tracks the band returns to their initial approach, dissolves, and is born again.
Cringe EP is a collection of four new Hales Corner songs, out October 18th, but it's so much more than a between-albums placeholder. On these tracks the band returns to their initial approach: recording at home with whatever instruments they had lying around and with their friends as backup vocalists.
Hales Corner produced a refreshingly simple group of songs, stripped down and straight-forward. The tracks themselves are lighthearted and lethargic, even when alluding to broken romances ("Cringe") or the emotional vacuum of dolling out unrequited love ("Rip in my Cup").
Simultaneously, the EP captures a moment in time when Hales Corner as a band was undergoing some internal turmoil. In fact, the release of Cringe EP represents the end of one chapter and the beginning of another. For a band that formed organically through the songwriting process, it only seems right that it would dissolve and be reborn just as organically through the recording of their new EP.
"From a musical standpoint, the songs are artfully composed and weave together beautifully throughout the album, without feeling repetitive or overly similar. With two talented musicians behind the album, Garden View is the lofi meets sunshine rock puzzle piece missing from any tape collection."
"Adams and Cook composed Garden View with enough self-awareness, even humor, about their post-college condition that it never gets bogged down in cliché or comes across as overwrought. On “Hand Me Down,” for example, the need to accept the responsibility of age, a large theme, comes in the form of a simple coat: "Someone left their coat on my floor / But I’ve got to go and buy my own / I’m too old to grow into someone else's clothes / But I'll wear it now for a while." Later, they raise the stakes gracefully, singing, “I’d like to leave my mind in a jar of formaldehyde / And let my body roam until it dies"—a line that is simultaneously grotesque, surreally funny, and, probably even more so because of those two things, overwhelmingly depressing."
"[Hales Corner] returns with yet another impressive outing, marked by guitar interplay and introspective lyricism."