
Sometimes I get turned onto an album and I am bewildered that the band is not known to a wider audience. The latest to suffer such a fate is The Channel and their latest double-disc effort off of C-Side Records, Tales From The Two Hill Heart/Sybilline Machine. While I am not expecting them to replace U2, there’s no reason they shoulddn’t be mentioned in the same breath with The Shins and Spoon.
Now I am a self-proclaimed opponent of double-discs. They just don’t ever seem to live up the hype. I’d like to enter In Your Honor as exhbit A. So much was my bias, that I only downloaded Tales from The Two Hill Heart at first, listened it for two weeks, then downloaded the Sybilline Machine.
That being said, this double disc is not just some bloated rock act’s ego trip. It’s actually two separate albums that were released together and there is a pretty cool backstory to how it all came about. The Channel are a five piece outfit that began as a side project for brothers Colby and Brent Pennington (sister Heather soon followed). They were soon joined by Jamie Reaves and Andy McCallister, bandmates of Brent’s from a previous endeavor.
After releasing their second disc, Personalized, the band went their own ways. Two Hill Heart is taken from Colby Pennington’s vast catalouge, while Sybilline Machine was penned by Jamie Reaves while holed up in seclusion. The two albums are varied in so many ways: the lyrics, the tempos, the harmonies, etc. Oddly enough, they fit quite well together.
On their site, The Channel describe themselves as a mix of psychedelic pop with western tones. That’s a pretty decent description. I found Two Hill Heart to lean more towards to the country side, sort of like The Shins playing alt-country tunes. The songs mostly deal with the ups and downs (mostly downs) in life and what it takes to deal with them. “Wages of Death” (futility), “The Deserter” (love lost) and “Aching” (unfulfilled love) all feel full of despair. But there are uplifting moments such as in “Aching” with its big finish, complete with the message: “Someday, we’ll be together. Yes we will, yes we will”
Sybilline Machine, in contrast, leans more towards a psychedelic pop edge. While the lyrics on Two Hill Heart are fairly straight-forward, the lyrics on this follow up album sound like fables or children’s tales. Take The King of Spain: “Once in a feverish state, I was the King of Spain. I collected cranes from forgot people’s names all day.” Although Reeves is responsible for Sybilline Machine, it feels like the band as a whole had their Prozac prescription filled. The lyrics are wistful and the music, airy. It’s like watching a sunrise after hearing the more melancholy, Two Hill Heart.
Overall this is a phenomenal effort by a tremendously talented cast of musicians and songwriters. It would have been neglectful to trim any songs from either album to conform to a single LP. Here’s to hoping The Channel find that wider audience that they so deserve. Drink it up.
From Tales From The Two Hill Heart:
The Channel – The Deserter
From Sybilline Machine:
The Channel – Sybilline Machine
