When we talk about music, we oftentimes come up with banal platitudes to describe what the heck something sounds like in a way we think we’ve never described something in the past. It all comes out to synonymous adjectives and sometimes induces WTF faces. The Lake District aka Trevor Ransom, from Seattle, got creative in sending his music. Let’s go with his words.
Framed is best listened to as you think about the last scene in Casablanca.
Though Frank dons a calm face, there is no doubt of the underlying emotion behind his appearance. Framed is about his thoughts as he watches his love walk off into the gray, to get on an airplane and never come back again. It’s about the sweet, now ash tasting memories of times they shared before innocent love was torn apart by the war. It’s about the enveloping emotions of heartache, and hopelessness that threaten to crumple him. And… at the end of it all, it’s about waking up the next day and facing the world, drained of color, but with a belief that one day the color will return.
I’ve been listening to a lot of scores lately of films I’ve never even watched, so this was a pleasant surprise. That may make me lame, but I’m okay with it.