OOA at MediaFire
First off, I would like to comment on the packaging for this album. As a label, Adagio830 has really outdone themselves this time. A beautiful Gatefold jacket, hand-screened on thick, Brownish Grey card stock paper. They even include a nice little sealed envelope with a OoA patch on the inside of the amazing lyric/photo book that is included. Very 90's Emo and very nice indeed. There are Two LP's here, and while only three sides contain music, the forth side has a wonderful etching of a star, or a fish, or a fish star...? Beautiful!! White and Black Vinyl for all you collector nerds. Now, the music... Ordination of Aaron (OoA) were a short lived band from Kalamazoo, Michigan in the early to mid 90's. They started at a time when Hardcore was beginning to branch out beyond the standard, smash your head against the wall thrash sound. The musicians were developing past power chords and I think they were looking to incorporate those new accomplishments into their music. Punks were no longer embarrassed to admit they enjoyed the Smiths or the Jesus and Mary Chain, or Nirvana for that matter. All the while embracing their love for Post-Punk and Shoegaze. Some bands took these influences and ran with them. Creating something that unfortunately (or fortunately, depending on who you ask...Me) became known as EmoCore. Song lengths grew past two minutes, and the standard "l hate the government, I hate jocks, I hate cops and I hate my parents" lyrics were mostly abandoned, making way for a more introspective, heart on the sleeve approach. OoA were also paying their respects to the Forefathers of this sound. Bands like Rites of Spring, One Last Wish and Embrace had helped to draw Hardcore out of the stagnant, Dogmatic Quagmire it had found itself in. For Those bands and OoA, as well as OoA's contemporaries like Indian Summer, Hoover, Current, Native Nod and Evergreen, the lyrics became a way to deal with their deepest personal inner turmoils and not just another rehashing of misplaced anger based on a few slogans and the overuse of the word *Fuck*. Anyway, to make an obviously long-winded love letter to another amazing, forgotten Midwest Emo band short. I absolutely love these songs, this perfect discography and the amazing DIY label that made it possible.