Sometimes everyone makes me angry all the time and in those moments it’s only the voice of Marcus Teague that stops my throttle reflex from surging past all my better judgement. It’s for the best, too, because though largely unknown, it’s a fact that X-Men’s Juggernaut is a character loosely based on my own exploits within and without of wartime. Single Twin’s music is frequently the only thing that stands between society and iron-fisted apocalypse.
Marcus Teague is both the name of the debut record from Single Twin and the name of the man behind the music, which is yet another beautiful parallel underlying the pseudonym ‘Single Twin’. It must be one of the saddest band names I’ve ever heard, compelling me to think of something meant to exist in tandem though through some awful twist of fate, now confined to be distinctly alone. The record is rife with this selfsame melancholy but luckily it never becomes a taxing listen. It’s a simple, beautiful storytelling that is as poignant as it is introspective so if you’re into discrete and relatable then I have thirteen treats for you.
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