Hammock
Raising Your Voice...Trying To Stop An Echo

"You swore that you would never be ... you would never be like them."

They prefer to speak little, profoundly determined to continue their path, not allowing themselves to be carried away by the great current. Infinity, space, distance, memories, childhood, and faith; these are Hammock of "Raising your voice ... Trying To Stop an Echo".

Their voice is the deep drums, the sprawling desert landscapes of their guitars, the keyboards that urge reality to finally face the long-awaited change; illusion.

5 EPs, 2 singles, and 4 official albums but only 6 songs sung by the Nashville duo; they prefer to speak little, the rest is up to the guitar.

18 tracks for 76 minutes of pure magic and only 3 tracks have the assistance of a voice.

It seems that chaos blocks our view, we are like chained behind habit but "I Can Almost See You" is synonymous with rebirth, we are now finally free towards that place where we can finally raise our voices, without remaining unheard echoes in the shadow. The Title-Track is a weapon of surrender where we once again fall prey to our world. The rarity of the lyrical voice of this track is a source of lies, which are however at the same time alleviated by the mix of ancestral guitar sounds that mark Hammock. It feels like hearing the depth of Sigur Ros from () in tracks like "Losing You To You" and "Disappear Like The Morning ... " but Hammock is something else.

You feel like floating in the most remote depths of space ("Floating Away In Every Direction"), in places where you are at the mercy of the unfathomable reality that man is in continuous search for. One touches still untouched shores for what? To bring our decay and stupidity? The guitars continue to scratch the fabric of space-time in tracks like "God Send Us A Signal" and "When The Sky Pours Down Like a Fountain" while a voice is rekindled in the semi-instrumental duo "Like Starlight Into Day" and "Shipwrecked (Flat on Your Back)". In the former, there is a storm in the mind of a man without faith, finding a metaphor in the "light of the stars in the day" (a metaphor especially for modern man). In the latter track, the lyric is sweeter, the ethereal line of the song touches emotional places that an individual can hardly ignore. It's a song to the life that passes, to the time that flows relentlessly, waiting for nothing but the last moment. And here is the cornerstone of the work, the instrumental "The House Where We Grew Up" where memories and joys intersect with the awareness that the past will never be relived. When we were young everything was a journey or a game; in the house where we grew up there are the best memories, the best moments, and instants. Everything was done because the heart spoke and not reason, there were no lies, pains, or indecisions.

It's an album that needs to be listened to several times before being judged and is also, and above all, a clear example of how good music is completely ignored by our lunatic times.