Sunday Music: Everywhere I Look, It’s Just Routine Pain

I’m still digging into this new Spanish Love Songs record (Brave Faces Everyone), but I am intrigued. Nihilism with pop-rock sensibilities? You’ve got my attention. The line, “everywhere I look, it’s just routine pain,” hurts to even read let alone hear. There’s a struggle here and it feels authentic. It’s the slight sense of optimism that carries it all through to something more than emo-sulk. Give the whole record a listen. Here’s another snippet of the lyrics from the lead-off track:

On any given day, I’m a 6 of 10Bed to desk to bar, eyes on the floorStill apologizing for the way I’ve beenEach breath more full of shit than the one beforeYeah, I know, the negative consumes meGuess I’m alrightLet the guilt pass right through meWhile my friends are taking divesOff of cliffs, and I just worryAbout the songs I’ll never writeIt don’t matter, they don’t wanna hear me on the other sideSo let me ruin my guts tonightJust let me ruin my guts tonight

Embrace the ache.