I didn’t really know how I felt about Metric at first. My first experience with the Canadian indie-rockers was their hit, “Help I’m Alive,” which tries on a lot of interesting gimmicks, all of which seem to work. Lead singer Emily Haines wrote it in Buenos Aires, Argentina in a moment of absolute clarity, and the result is something gorgeous, haunting, catchy, and more than a wee bit badass. I thought to myself, “I wonder if their whole album is this good?” so I downloaded it, listened to it once, and, to my initial disappointment, left feeling relatively unimpressed.

metric2Filing it away in my brain folder labeled, “Bands that Have Only One Good Song and Therefore It Is Not Necessary to Remember Their Name,” I let Metric slide away. “Help” got regular airtime on my shuffle list, but I was sure that once I tired of the song they’d be out of my life forever.

But then I heard “Give Me Sympathy” on a promo, and that all changed.

Why hadn’t this song stood out when I rifled through the album a few months earlier? Because I rarely give indie music a chance. It doesn’t grab you as immediately as pop music; it grows on you instead. Somehow, I blew it. I don’t usually do that, but in this case it’s the honest-to-goodness truth. We all should be as noble as I, admitting mistakes and righting them at the first opportunity. Take a minute to think about the boneheaded moves in your own life and how you can fix them. Go on. I’ll be right here, finishing my pseudo-apology to Metric.

“Gold Guns Girls” sort of closed the deal for me just a few months ago, ending a 14-month struggle with myself as to whether or not I liked this band. And the verdict, of course, is that I did. There’s no reason for you, our loyal readers, to wait that long to come to the same conclusion. Fantasies, is a great album, and Metric does really fantastic work.

Even if you’re not an indie person (and honestly, I don’t consider myself one), the rock and musical value of this record is more than worth the purchase. Just do me a favor and give it a full listen; tearing through it with only cursory consideration for its value will get you nowhere.

This is a band to be savored, not devoured.

Listen to the album:

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Joel Brigham writes about stuff. It’s pretty much all he cares about. Stuff like music and more music. But he mostly cares about music. And also music.

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