Grim Weepers is the fourth album by Lonesome Wyatt and the Holy Spooks, and the first one after the four year hiatus followed by EP Halloween is Here. Taking sabbatical does not mean taking a break for Lonesome Wyatt. On the contrary, he has been working diligently with Those Poor Bastards, and he also recorded a thrilling record with Rachel Brooke titled Bad Omen.
As one description refers to the band, the are playing morose and aberrant music from the time that never existed. Besides, Lonesome Wyatt and the Holy Spooks are prophets of the damned, desperate and hopeless country. These characteristics are ubiquitous on Grim Weepers, from the beginning to the very end.
They still did not run out of potential for spooky, uncomfortable and eerie music. The collective continues to levitate around the obscure narrative, right on the trace of previous materials. The concept of grumpy grieving proves that these guys find comfort in despair and sadness, which makes their songs not only dolorous and heavy, but also creepy and terrifying. The atmosphere is more than that, as it, bizarrely enough, brings peace and acceptance of the morbid and alarming moments. Lonesome Wyatt is a musician who delivers an honest perception towards the aspects of life we often consider hard by turning them into an aversive therapy. Through aversion to acceptance.
The concept of the curse starts with the opening track Waiting For The End that sets the creepy tone of the album. The backvocal of Eve from Eve and The Vagabond Tales only accentuates the desperate atmosphere, as the two vocals merge in complementary manner. The following track Moonlights perpetuates grief with verse Moonlight, moonlight, I’m beginning you to swallow me, I’m giving up the fight tonight. The sound is more enticing, though, which is the talent of Lonesome Wyatt – to combine pessimistic lyrics with cheerful sound. This paradox is what makes them so intriguing.
Big Lie and Meaningless speak about nihilism, destruction, suicide and absence of meaning. Slow and weeping gothic country ballades are Wyatt’s brand. The most beautiful number on the whole record is certainly Hospital, a beautiful ballade that sounds like a lullaby for lost souls. The melody is hypnotic and calming, while the lyrics makes it easy to identify with the song.
Lonesome Wyatt is necessary on the music scene, as his bizarre persona is a spice for the monotony. Grim Weepers is made for drowning tears in your pillow or dancing under the moonlight.
