Paper Airplanes Boyhood

This album is like sailing through the sea on a big voyage. Not that there’s a specific feeling or moment that would take place, but there might be a snap second where there’s tranquillity. Perhaps during that moment one would insert Boyhood into their subconscious. With each song, there seems to be a desire to play as loud possible so that moments of rest are accentuated by flowering chimes and violins that slur and blur with the vocals. It’s as though the compositions were made to trample over the generic use of each instrument, creating this dichotomy between folk and experimentation, which can only be understood by travelling through the CD in its entirety. (54 40 or Fight!)