Some people fall into music on accident. Some come across success by luck. Others will never have the guts to try but I’ve been dreaming and feeding and working on it my entire life. I know I should be extremely happy about the release today and I am proud of what we have created…however, I am anxious for the future. We have so much more to accomplish and this is so much bigger than us. Maybe I am too hard on myself but is an artist’s work ever finished? Tonight I will try my hardest just to remain in the present.
I remember it like yesterday, the release of our first EP as a band. “Arms” felt like it took an eternity to create from the very first note written down to the minute the small package of 300 CD’s were brought to our doorstep. Subconsciously, this was the EP that would decide what kind of band we would become…and not necessarily musically but instead, it would dictate our drive, our passion and our faith in each other as musicians and more importantly, as a band; as a family. On the heel of that album release, our family was starting to change. With the departure of Jason on drums, we were shaken. He was a dear friend to us and the heartbeat of Fine Fine Titans but we knew we had to press on.
Fast forward a few months…after digging through the industry a bit, we grabbed the attention of producer Erik Ron with that EP. After the first phone conversation with him in January of 2013, we knew there was an underlying risk that we could either leave at our feet or grab by the neck. With nerves firing through us, we had no idea how we would afford this project in it’s entirety or if we were even the kind of band that could make it through this. It was exciting and it was terrifying. No longer would we be hiding in our blanket-fort, makeshift studio recording whatever we wanted/when we wanted, but now we would be held accountable. We were well aware that the pressure would make or break us as a band but we knew we couldn’t stop now. We jumped.
After we announced our decision to record our next EP in Los Angeles, it was brought to our attention of the small backlash from a few people in our local music scene. Michigan, particularly the west side of it, has a very entwined DIY work ethic and keeping everything localized is important to so many people in the community that when we decided to reach outside of it, there were quite a few noses turned up and backs turned. We understood why but also felt that not leaving the comfort of our homes would be detrimental to us as artists.
We spent 4 months writing and preparing for the studio and once we finally arrived to the city of angels, things would once again start shifting in ways that we could not have perceived. The three weeks that North Hollywood harbored us would turn out to be the most influential and decisive three weeks that the band has endured since it’s inception in 2010. We gained a heap of knowledge of music while in the studio but outside of the studio, what we learned about each other would matter even more.
We returned home as a different group than we were when we boarded the first plane out of Detroit to LA. The months proceeding were difficult to say the least. Resentment thrived and bred in unspoken sentiments and FFT was suffocating. Evan and I were suddenly forced to shift focus onto purchasing a home but the walls that housed our bodies were tiny in comparison to the walls that were put up within the band. Whispers of the dilemma were scattered through our town but to this day, only the four of us know exactly what caused such unrest. However, despite tumultuous rumors, Evan and I knew that we were still being held accountable. We had an album to finish.
Sixteen months it took for “Omega” to cultivate and mature. Sixteen months after a single phone call, not only has a collection of five songs been created but our hearts developed and the band transformed into a new Fine Fine Titans. They say a picture is worth a thousand words so what is the value of a song? Can you put a price on the expedition that comes with the creation of an album that reflects only the truest parts of ourselves? The journey does not end with this release but has only just begun…here is to reaching beyond our omega.
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Thank you PureVolume!!!
There’s no denying that the music industry (and pretty much every other industry these days) can sometimes seem predominantly male. But then little rays of light shine through and remind us that women are moving up the ladder and absolutely…
Quite a few reviews of the album have been coming our way…we are on the heels of our release!
Omega drops tomorrow. xoxo.
This is not your destruction.
This is your birth.
i liked you because when you spoke you said
things like “blue busses remind me of Easter”
and “God lives inside the walls of art museums”
two days before graduation you picked me up at 4 AM
and we drove down to Michigan, I told you about my
sister and you told me about winters in Connecticut
when i left for college, i wrote you three poems and
handed them to you in white envelopes, you gave me
sea shells you found when you were thirteen and alone
he tastes bitter and i still think about your laughter
i wonder if you look for the moon on broken nights
because my skin burns when strange boys touch me
when i received the invitation to your wedding,
i took a shower and boiled myself into patches
of pain, then i called and said congratulations
she looked beautiful at the wedding and i got
drunk off of red wine and told your mother how
you used to cry when people called you brave
we talked once, you told me you haven’t read
my poems yet and asked if i still had your sea
shells, i told you i was supposed to be in white
i moved to Australia and three years later i
received an apology letter from you which
i burned and then wouldn’t sleep for weeks
i still think about you on nights when my
husband is sleeping and my black lungs
want cigarettes i promised to stop smoking
i saw you in my dreams last night, you
were kissing my neck and stroking my
thighs and i woke up crying in sweat
i went to your funeral last Thursday night,
you were always talking about Autumn so
i didn’t think you should have died in winter
i cut my hair short before visiting your grave
because i didn’t want anyone to recognize me,
i left your sea shells and cried on the way home
Full album review can be found here: http://www.rockadia.com/reviews/fine-fine-titans-omega-ep-review/2528
They also named us Band Of The Month!
Check it out here: http://www.rockadia.com/band-of-the-month