Breadbox by Prathloons
Breadbox is the fourth album released from Chicago based songwriter Collin Dall, Prathloons. Following quickly on the heels of their last release, Prathloons wanted to turn the volume down, and bring the emotional vulnerability of the lyrics to the forefront. Breadbox’ 39-minute runtime showcases what Dall and his band can do in the space between. Here, Dall departs from the anxious urgency of his emo-adjacent previous works, patiently penning each song’s lyrics as an open letter to his loved ones, and instrumentally fluttering between crescendoing strings with booming, yet cautious, percussive moments.
The instrumentals on Breadbox are arranged slower & sparser than any Prathloons album before; marking new longform territory for Dall’s songwriting. Borrowing from the molasses-paced musical cues of late nineties guitar bands (e.g. Low, Death Cab for Cutie), Prathloons lives in the starts & stops of a softly plucked guitar string, or the heart-beating thud of a floor tom. The melancholy of legacy slowcore acts marries with atmospheric contemporaries (e.g. Horse Jumper of Love, Big Thief) during the band's most focused & meditative moments. Breadbox’ front to back experience exemplifies Dall and his band’s wide open, sparse, and emotional songs at their most soft, raw core.
Tracklist
| 1. | Chasing the Stoplights | 2:45 |
| 2. | War in the Dark | 6:18 |
| 3. | Patiently | 3:30 |
| 4. | The Wolf Spider | 3:24 |
| 5. | Working World | 5:14 |
| 6. | Sail | 5:30 |
| 7. | The Days We Had Each Other | 2:29 |
| 8. | Snowsoaked | 3:57 |
| 9. | Sawnopoly | 5:14 |
Credits
breadbox by prathloons is
collin dall - audrey alger-daniels - nico ciani - matt ciani - john o'brien
engineered by matt ciani & seth engel at ohmstead in chicago il
mixed by matt ciani
mastered by nick broste @ kind wizard
License
All rights reserved.
Prathloons is the Chicago-based songwriting project of Collin Dall. His songwriting layers poetic, melancholic lyrics atop glacial arrangements on guitar, drums, piano, & violin. The songs reminisce on the mess of getting old, the woes of life-long relationships, & accepting that the meaning of our time on earth is simpler than we think: to love and listen, and to hope for the same in return.