The Burning Hotels
Nothing else explains the moody touches that pop up at the least convenient moments, like on “Lovely Lovely Lady.” Toward the end of the brittle, gloomy song, the band reprises the main mid-tempo riff but faster, harder. In a billet-doux to an unrequited love, the machine-gun rhythm is no doubt a metaphor for fucking. Or, since there’s no partner, masturbation. Talk about a downer.
As for the delicate, chiming, plucked guitar progression around which the track essentially pivots, there’s a hint of music box creepiness to it. The Killers wouldn’t deign to mar any one of their shimmering nightclub ditties with such a suggestive reference, or slow a catchy locomotive of a number like the Hotels’ “Stuck in the Middle” by half, just to emphasize the song’s thematic thrust and, not coincidentally, its title.
When the Hotels started out, they were anointed over about 99 percent of the other indie bands in North Texas as openers of choice for big regional shows. A lot of scenesters wondered if Mooty, Morgan, and company could weather the hype. Well, it’s been over a year now, and all the band has done is grow stronger, tighter, and more distinctly Burning Hotels-ish. Their new Eighty-Five Mirrors e.p. can be ordered through MySpace.com/theburninghotels.com.
Fri w/Ladytron, Dreamtiger, and The Flashlight Party at Hailey’s, 122 Mulberry St, Denton. 940-323-1160.