Late Greats: Month of Sundays’ “Did You Bury Yourself Again?”


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During high school, I probably saw Month of Sundays play 20 or 30 times in various odd venues. This record does not really capture the power and splendor of those live performances, because this was a truly great band, not even counting the fact that they were all 16 or 17. One of these days I’ll have to download what memories are left of that era, because this is a band and a time that I truly cherish and always will. The sole full-length document of that 1994-1996 period is this 9 song record, which, despite some severe recording or mixing issues, does a fairly decent job of capturing the melodic and emotional power of one of this highly underrated band. Month of Sundays never achieved the local spotlight that the rightly deserved. Where the Slint-a-bees did dynamic and obtuse, Month of Sundays played their hand closer to traditional rock conventions than the locals pleased (“Handsome Guy”). Where the Kinghorse clones played it hard and mean, Sundays rolled out tracks that rivalled Slint’s “Washer” in the pathos department (“Window is Broken”). And where the students of the Endpoint school wanted melodic, heart-on-sleeve emo-core, Month of Sundays brought on the psychoti-core sounds of “Gloriana Dying.”  In short, though I loved this band at the time, it was clear to me and most other people that they couldn’t quite nail down the image thing that was so imperative to garnering a consistent and large following in the local music scene. So I guess it’s really true that the guy everyone scratches their head about in one context turns out to be a visionary in another.

But whatever. The big elephant in the room on this one is that the songs should have gotten FAR better treatment. The high end is overloaded to the point of resulting in almost constant upper register static. The guitars tones often sound hollow. But the songs still shine, and that’s just a testament to their quality. In particular, “Day After” (which was actually recorded separately and sounds pretty decent) is the album’s biggest stand out, a melodic and dynamic tour de force and the best indication of the kind of power this band was capable of. Closer “On the Surface” also stands out  and encapsualtes the overall feeling of this album, which I’ll refer to as “lonely-guy-standing-in-the-rain-on-a-dark-street-corner-esque.” Er, noirish?

Harder tracks like “Ashtray” and the aforementiond “Gloriana Dying” are great pieces of work too, and to be sure this is a band that arranged their songs in really interesting ways. They do a lot musically with just two guitars, bass, and drums, but I will say that it is Aaron Todavich’s obtuse guitar leads and melodic flourishes that really make this record something special. I imagine one of these days this will get the reissue treatment, maybe a much needed remastering as well. Until then, only the lucky few will now what these four high-school kids from Louisville were truly capable of.

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