Tag: Scott Hutchison

(Vinyl Love is a series of posts that quite simply lists, describes, and displays the pieces in my growing vinyl collection. You can bet that each record was given a spin during the drafting of each corresponding post.)

Artist: Frightened Rabbit
Album Title: Painting of a panic attack
Year released: 2016
Details: Gatefold

The skinny: News for those of you now sick of seeing Frightened Rabbit gracing these pages this week: this post should wrap things up for now. And for those of you revelling in it all, a bonus post for you here. I normally do only one of these “Vinyl love” things each weekend but after yesterday’s spin, it felt a bit more-ish. “Painting of a panic attack” is Frightened Rabbit’s fifth and final album, and really, not a bad one to finish off with. Great guitar heavy and textured tunes with Scott Hutchison’s excellent songwriting and passion-filled delivery. Perhaps someone out there can explain the numerology on the album artwork? Particular the importance of the 618 on the album label?

Standout track: “Woke up hurting”

(Vinyl Love is a series of posts that quite simply lists, describes, and displays the pieces in my growing vinyl collection. You can bet that each record was given a spin during the drafting of each corresponding post.)

Artist: Frightened Rabbit
Album Title: Pedestrian verse
Year released: 2013
Details: Gatefold

The skinny: So this blitz on Frightened Rabbit all started off last Monday when I posted about my recent purchase of the 10th anniversary pressing of the band’s second album, “The midnight organ fight”. Then on Thursday, I posted a bunch of pics I snapped while seeing them live at Osheaga in 2013 and while putting together that gallery, I decided to make a week of it, a kind of Frightened Rabbit remembrance celebration of sorts. To that end, here’s Frightened Rabbit’s fourth album: “Pedestrian verse”: the long player that got me into the band in the first place, and the one for which they were touring when I saw them live in 2013. This record is, according to Discogs, one of the most expensive albums in my collection, going for around 1000% more than I bought it for, if I were ever in the mood to sell it, which I can’t see happening. It’s a breakup record that just rips you up from the inside and gets you dancing on the outside.

Standout track: “The woodpile”