Growing up in suburban New Jersey my best friend and I would often drive around trying to get lost. We knew the streets so well that this was really tough. A mid afternoon foray into the depths of Morris County would usually end up at Hacklebarney State Park, roaming the foot pathes before trying to get lost again on our way home. We'd talk about random shit; girls, parents, the future, stuff we wanted to do, how we hated our town and a lot of the people in it. High school shit. We literally didn't have anything else to do. It was pure boredom release, but looking back on it, those were some of my favorite moments growing up. Trying to get lost and find ones place amongst the scoundrels and do-gooders. If I had to guess, the guys in Arches have done much of the same. Except, instead of spending hours idling in a Jeep in Chester, NJ, they probably receeded to the basement, or the garage, and channeled that longing, for something, anything, into languid guitar pop. They've only got 5 songs on their MySpace, and it seems as if they've only been a band for about 5 months, nevertheless, Arches seem to be on to something honest and unflinching, as if they know where their coming from and might even know where they want to go, which is more than I can say for most youths, myself included.
2 comments:
thats funny, when i lived in morristown when i was younger (not that long ago) we used to do the exact same thing!
maybe you guys saw each other
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