I think it's safe to assume (if you're reading this website) media has some influence on your life. Movies, Television, Music or any combination of the three can find its way into your private world and make you see/feel/hear/sense things a little differently. It's a way of life and I'm hoping we're using it for the betterment of mankind... though it's easy to prove the argument otherwise.
Norman, Oklahoma natives Evangelicals are using their creative energy to help shape your world into the B-horror movie it deserves to be. The score of that movie (and the title) is The Evening Descends... and you better prepare yourself for gallons of fake blood, bowls filled with wax fangs and enough cotton cobwebs to choke a horse. The lo-fi kitchen sink approach to this album is like listening to an Ed Wood movie being made. Glockenspiels, Effects Pedals, Glam guitar solos and innocent boy vocals fill the air to a perfect degree. You can almost hear the old time film projector displaying images shot on a super8 camera in the 70's under each song.
This sophomore album is a definite step in the right direction, fortunately the step is in line with where the band was heading after they released So Gone in 2006. The Evening Descends, while a bit more conceptual, has a cleaner sound. The pop songwriting is clear and gives the lyrics a chance to shine (though the listener has to concentrate if they want to hear anything through the reverb and crazy effects).
The album opens with studio talk played in reverse under a pretty harp strum, immediately followed by a blood curdling scream and angelic demons singing the name of the band... and that's the first twenty seconds. It's a perfect way to introduce this beautifully insane album. "Midnight Vignette" (the first single/video) is second out of the gate and its sound is like finding a beautiful patch of tulips in a slaughterhouse. It's a blinding light of hope shining down upon a dirty crime scene. A suicidal tale of embarrassing circumstances, this main character doesn't want anyone to know how tough his life is. A terrific point of view for a songwriter and the emotions are fleshed out with perfect instrumentation.
Throughout the entirety of this album there are small imperfections that keep it grounded and all the more charming. You can hear lead singer Josh Jones clearing his throat and coughing at the beginning of "Stoned Again" - and the fake B-movie dialogue the band recorded at the top of "Party Crashin'" makes the listener fall deeper in love with them.
Other Oklahoma bands can be name-checked for sure, you can hear the creative influence Evangelicals have, but there is not one steady sound that will make you think, "sure, this is Evangelicals" because they are all over the board. These guys are as creative as it gets and I'm happy to say that listening to this album has influenced me to see the world through the eyes of a beautiful and demented svengali-type indie band from Norman Oklahoma.