Magnetic Bodies / Maps of Bones Maritime

• 1 Nothing Is Forgot 03:25
• 2 Satellite Love 03:28
• 3 Roaming Empire 03:55
• 4 Light You Up 04:35
• 5 War Tattoos 04:52
• 6 Drinking Peru 02:45
• 7 Collar Bones 03:15
• 8 Inside Out 03:23
• 9 Love You in the Dark 03:34
• 10 When the Bone Moon Dies 04:38
• Total Runtime 37:50

Info for Magnetic Bodies / Maps of Bones

Dan Didier and Davey von Bohlen have been playing music together for more than 20 years. Since founding The Promise Ring in 1995, they have been at the center of some of the most influential recordings in Emo and Indie Pop, influencing the likes of Death Cab for Cutie, Dashboard Confessional and Jimmy Eat World whose 2001 album 'Bleed American' name checks Von Bohlen in the song A Praise Chorus with the line, 'So come on Davey, sing me something that I know'.

Thorough all manner of personal and professional changes Didier and von Bohlen have continued to record and tour with Maritime, the spinoff band they started in 2003 that continues to that shape and defines the ideals of the genre they are widely credited with establishing.

„Magnetic Bodies / Maps of Bones“ finds the core lineup of Didier, von Bohlen, bassist Justin Klug and guitarist Dan Hinz following up the polished hooks of 2010's 'Human Hearts' with something a little more risky, a little weirder, a little more oblique in its sentiment but nonetheless purposeful. von Bohlen's words, especially, are back to their old impressionism, with pathos one minute and unbridled joy another. 'Maritime's musical development', wrote Pitchfork while reviewing 'Human Hearts', 'has become a compelling narrative of its own, each subsequent record in many ways both improving upon and elucidating the last.' With '„Magnetic Bodies / Maps of Bones“, Maritime feels younger than its years, and yet in full possession of its own hard-won wisdom and experience. It feels like a band with nothing to prove, but that's going to prove it anyway.

Davey von Bohlen, vocals, guitar
Dan Hinz, guitar
Justin Klug, bass
Dan Didier, drums

Recorded at The Polish Moon in Milwaukee, WI
Engineered by Brian Deck, Barry Johnston, and Maritime
Mixed by Brian Deck at Studio Maximus
Mastered by Dave Cooley at Elysian Masters
Produced by Brian Deck and Maritime

Maritime
Urgency isn’t the first thing you might expect from a new Maritime record. After all, these four guys have settled into domestic bliss in Milwaukee, with kids and wives and day jobs that don’t involve decibels and dirty rock clubs. But Human Hearts couldn’t live up to its title more: It’s blustery with passion and brimming with emotion. (The full word, not the shortened version.)

Human Hearts is the fourth Maritime full-length—the same number of albums Davey von Bohlen and Dan Didier made with their seminal band The Promise Ring, which split in 2002. It’s hard to underestimate their old band’s influence on both its own era and subsequent years: They didn’t sell a jillion records, but TPR had a long, measurable impact on lots of kids who’d go on to form bands of their own.

But back to the also-glowing present: Human Hearts was recorded with some degree of leisure in Maritime’s hometown, and the comfortable nature of that situation shows in every layer, from the travelogue—a fave von Bohlen subject—of “Air Arizona” to the insistent shimmer of “Paraphernalia.”

But let’s get back to that urgency. To varying degrees, every song on Human Hearts sounds like it wants to prove something: “Do we fight, fight, fight, fight on?” asks “It’s Casual,” and the answer is clearly yes. You can hear it in the gleaming pop-punk gem “Annihilation Eyes,” the climbing “C’mon Sense,” and especially “Faint of Hearts,” which filters classic-rock through Maritime’s pop sensibility, adding a snarl for powerful punctuation at the end.

It also feels comfortable: with itself and its station. Maybe it’s because this lineup has been together so long now, or perhaps because it’s the start of a new beginning with Dangerbird Records, the label run by former Promise Ring manager Jeff Castelaz and home to Silversun Pickups and the Dears. It’s a strange brew, that’s for sure—blanket-warm ease and tremendous desire. But it’s a snug fit, and a joy to hear.

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