It’s Third Eye Blind at their most mature, measured and considered. Funeral Singers, originally by Californe, is given a 3EB makeover to wonderful effect – its gothic cogitations (“all my friends are weeds and rain, all my friends are half-gone birds”) could have come straight from the Stephan Jenkins playbook, while its punchy guitars and anthemic backing vocals are made for arenas.Īnd speaking of arenas, Our Bande Apart isn’t a record made for them.
Much more successful is the actual cover. It contains all the same hallmarks – the crashing drums, the lilting acoustic and the echo-drenched guitar whine – to the point where it threatens to derail the whole album. Only one song is aware of this fact.ĭust Storm (How We Hold Each Other Right Now) is such a carbon copy of The Cure’s Just Like Heaven that you half expect Robert Smith to be sending his subpoena as we speak. Two of the best songs on Third Eye Blind’s new album are covers.
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