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The New Nervous - CD Release
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Velour
Provo, UT
3/24/2007
By: Caz* Bevan
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At a time in my life where I live at the back of my mind,
questioning everything I thought I knew; forming new
opinions out of possibilities; challenging my own self in so
many different ways and directions I can only emotionally
describe such a journey by standing front and center at the
mercy of a live performance by The New Nervous. This band
gets me. They encompass every aspect of my life and
remain still, as the soundtrack to all my illusions.
Tonight's sold out CD release party was played so intimately
that I have no doubt every member of the audience stood
awe-struck, as if The New Nervous was playing something in
particular just for them. In that moment, for that time - a
special delivery, and this was my space; this was my time.
After a month of pure hell - a hell I thought I was invincible
from as if no Higher-being or Universe would ever force the
human spirit through these experiences time and time again
only to prove that yes, indeed, life can get worse - I was
redeemed.
In a brief eight-song set I felt condemned and revealed all at
the same time as I didn't even have to close my eyes to feel
as though I were reliving every aspect of the last month of
my life - sitting in a long, fluorescent lit hallway at the edge
of insanity inches away from the double doors of the ICU
where, with every open and close I could see a glimpse of
my absolutely amazing, beautiful sister laying there -
unresponsive. My brother and best friend beside me, sorely
realizing that we had spent more time in that hallway -
waiting - than we have spent face-to-face in the last six
years since we sat in a similar position, in an all too familiar
city none of us call home, watching our Mother fade away.
Future. Past. Life. Death. Frantic is the new
nervous.
Everything becomes one under the roof of a senseless
motivation, like the sudden desire to spread your wings and
fly unaware of inhibition. Everything renewed, I found myself
nearly bowing in reverence and deep respect. In a state of
nirvana, unable to speak or express anything, I felt myself
lean forward as if the power of the music would hold me still
and keep me safe. This is my one true love. This is all I'll
ever need. This is how I know being alone isn't being
misunderstood. Never again, ever again will life seem the
same and suddenly it's more than "just ok."
Swaying from a sense of being overpowered, I felt as
though I could reach out, stretched to the very ends of my
fingertips and feel every sense of possibility. The power to
reach for and attain absolutely anything I desire would be
right there in front of me - to be as great, as talented, and
as absolutely humble and deserving as The New Nervous are
about their music, their ability, and now one of their greatest
accomplishments - only a beginning. Fingertip to fingertip,
we could hold a thousands worlds among us with the amount
of energy The New Nervous creates during a live set - so
raw, so powerful, so absolute and precise. See also:
Unified.
Indeed, "I stand all amazed." Every lyric written by lead
singer Scott Shepard calls for an alliance - a complete sense
of being able to stand up and say, "That is it!... This is...."
Exactly.
Frantic is the name of The New Nervous' first
full-length release, featuring nine of the most concise songs
you will ever hear creating a perfect form of art and chaos.
Nine songs that will complete you and form something new
to grow into, time and time again. Bassist Josh Dunn walks
you through the familiar before propelling you into the
unexpected. Drummer Ryan Hone switches time signatures
with precision - creating beats that draw you in - alongside
the dialectical synth and creative progression of guitarist
Kellen Holgate.
Take a trip you already remember, so that you'll never
forget. Listen.
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