Once you learn the words to these gripping tunes, you'll be seduced to sing along and fancy yourself a rock star. That is, if you can catch up to the crisp franticness in lead singer Sarah Harmer's twangy, restless vocal assaults. The supportive riffs and engaging drum beats, though not much to speak of on their own, won't put up a struggle. Clearly, Weeping Tile is a strong example of a band whose major asset lies in the weight of its lead singer's emotional wailings and purposeful lyrics. It'd be hard to imagine the same group of performers getting as much monetary attention without the decision to go with Harmer as front man. Unfortunately, this makes for a weaker work than one where every instrument screams out to be adored on its very own. Still, it does allow for a smooth, controlled, projection of focused sound to make its mark on the center of your soul, not unlike a summer downpour. Which is how the album is structured. For example, the first song tells of a storm, in the midst of building chords and ensuing vocal pressure, while the work slows to just Harmer on the piano, reflecting on "how lucky are we to have these wet seasons." Weeping Tile pulls off this cool concept in "Cold Snap" with grace and clarity.
