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Favorites of 2025: The Tisburys – A Still Life Revisited

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If rock & roll really is supposed to be dead, then The Tisburys clearly didn’t get the memo, becauseA Still Life Revisited sounds like the kind of record made by people who still believe guitars can change your pulse rate and a chorus can rescue you from the beige grind of everyday life. It’s big-hearted, jangly, melodically drunk on its own hookiness, and just earnest enough to make cynics roll their eyes—right before quietly admitting that, okay fine, this rules. In an era where “indie rock” has become an algorithmic suggestion instead of a real-time human exhale, The Tisburys are writing songs that swing for transcendence without pretending they’re saints. They’re too busy making music that actually moves. And that might be the most subversive thing any band can do in 2025.

And live well, let’s just say that this band will change your life. They certainly did that for me in May when they played in Columbus, Ohio.

There’s a delicate alchemy in making music that sounds both freshly urgent and comfortably familiar. With A Still Life Revisited, The Tisburys — a Philadelphia band led by singer-songwriter Tyler Asay — manage that trick across ten tracks that feel immediate, carefully arranged, and, surprisingly, wise. The album moves with the confidence of a band that’s learned how to translate small domestic crises (turning thirty, marriages, memory, the peculiar ache of hometowns) into classic, hook-driven indie rock: chiming guitars, harmonized choruses, and narratives that reward close listening. In other words, this is modern power-pop with a conscience, and it may be the Tisburys’ sharpest collection yet.

What makes A Still Life Revisited sound like more than a solo songwriter backed by colleagues is the apparent solidity of the lineup and the way each instrumental voice gets its moment. The Tisburys cohere around Tyler Asay’s warm, slightly plaintive voice and his knack for melody, but the record belongs to a group: guitarist John Domenico’s tasteful leads, Jason McGovern’s keyboards and co-production instincts, Ben Cardine’s steady bass and Dan Nazario’s drums. The band’s website and press materials emphasize that this is “a band record,” one where arrangements were built by people who have been playing together for years and know how to leave space for each other. That chemistry is audible: the guitars converse, the rhythm section moves like a unit, and the keys add texture rather than crowding the mix.

Sound and lineage: power pop, indie rock, and a Philly-Jersey DNA

If you trace the DNA of A Still Life Revisited, you’ll find a lineage that ranges from jangly 90s college rock to the more melodically ornate sides of the early 2000s indie wave. The Tisburys wear those influences proudly — there are echoes of The Replacements’ emotional bluntness and Beatles-style melodic craft, but also the stadium-ready shimmer of bands who balanced grit with sheen. Yet the album never sounds like a pastiche. It’s unmistakably contemporary: production is bright without being slick, vocal harmonies land with the immediacy of a live show, and arrangements are built to make choruses stick. The band explicitly cites its Philly and Jersey Shore influences, and that regional grounding shows up in the record’s blend of small-town narrative detail and seaside, sing-along energy.

What makes The Tisburys special — and what lifts A Still Life Revisited above many power-pop records — is their attention to lyrical detail. Tyler Asay writes about ordinary moments in a way that strips them of cliché. Songs on the record address the “first half” of life — relationships, nostalgia, homecomings — without falling into mawkishness. Lines about family photographs, local landmarks, and the strange combination of comfort and claustrophobia that comes with returning to familiar places make these songs feel lived in. The best of the album pairs those specifics with anthemic choruses: you can sing along, but you can also listen closely and discover a story unfolding. Critics have singled out the band’s knack for marrying hooky arrangements with narrative songwriting as a central strength. And, you know, they are absolutely right.

Ordinary lives, big choruses

A Still Life Revisited isn’t a concept album in the strict sense, but the sequencing creates a coherent emotional arc — from longing to reflection to a kind of defiant hope. Several tracks stand out for the way they crystallize the band’s gifts.

“Forever” opens the record with a declaration:

“April days are forever
Nineteen days not together
Show my flaws through a camera lens
No more lies waiting to forget”

Armed with a chorus designed to lodge in the skull. It’s a song built slowly: clearly, Asay rewrote and revised the arrangement until the parts clicked, and that patience shows. The song’s telescoping structure — verse to pre-chorus to a cathartic refrain — demonstrates the band’s skill at sculpting dynamics so that the chorus lands like a communal exhale. It feels right.

Elsewhere, the album dips into more reflective territory. Tracks rich in harmonies and piano offer moments of tenderness: memories, small defeats, and reconciliations appear in detail rather than in sweeping generalities. The sonics are dynamic, bloom with backing vocals and subtle keyboards — a technique the band uses repeatedly to give emotional weight to otherwise modest lines.

Other songs lean into the band’s power-pop muscles. Hooks here are not mere commercial concessions but emotional amplifiers; when the group sings together, the effect is immediate and communal. The closing track “Here Comes the Lonesome Dove” — described in reviews as an “urgent, upbeat” send-off — mixes strong harmonies, urgent rhythm, and slightly darker lyrical shades to finish the album on a note that feels both celebratory and bittersweet. It’s a perfect closer, an effective summation of the album’s themes: growth, memory, and the ambiguity of home.

Production and studio choices: warm, direct, human

Recorded at Mt. Slippery (Dr. Dog’s suburban studio) with longtime engineer/producer Justin Nazario, the album’s sonic identity favors clarity and warmth over gimmickry. That environment — a comfortable, band-friendly studio with analog sensibilities — helps the band capture immediacy without losing fidelity. The drums snap, guitars shimmer, and the vocal center is forward without being overly compressed; harmonies sit naturally in the room rather than stuck on top of a slick production. Listeners who prize the feeling of a live band in a room will find much to like here.

If you know The Tisburys’ older releases, the evolution on A Still Life Revisited is noticeable but not jarring. Earlier records leaned more heavily on 90s radio rock and could feel rawer in places; here, the songwriting feels tighter and more collaborative. Reviews suggest this is the band’s “most collaborative effort to date,” with multiple members contributing production and arrangement ideas — a shift from a single songwriter model to a more democratic studio approach. The result is songs that are fuller in texture but no less intimate; the details of domestic life are still central, but the band now frames them with broader, more anthemic musical gestures.

Importantly, the Tisburys haven’t abandoned their core voice. Where some bands try to “grow up” by abandoning what made them distinctive, The Tisburys have expanded their palette while preserving their melodic instincts and narrative focus. That balance — between continuity and growth — is what makes this album feel like a genuine step forward instead of a rebrand.

Who will love this album?

A Still Life Revisited will appeal to a broad swath of listeners: fans of modern power pop, devotees of literate indie rock, and anyone who finds comfort in songs that sound like they were written by people who noticed life’s small edges and decided to sing them out loud. In 2025, when many records either chase novelty or hide behind irony, there’s a particular pleasure in music that foregrounds craft and communal warmth. The Tisburys offer both: the skill of well-constructed pop songs and the feeling of a band that wants to connect, not merely perform.

Sure, everyone says that no record is perfect, and A Still Life Revisited has modest limits. For listeners looking for radical sonic innovation that avoids melody or confrontational protest-based lyrical stances, this is not the album for you. The album’s strengths: finely tuned melodies, thoughtful narratives, and a band that clearly knows how to shape a song’s emotional arc make this record a stellar release for 2025.

A band refining its craft

Ultimately, A Still Life Revisited reads like the work of a group that has learned how to harness its influences — The Beatles’ melodic sense, 90s power-pop energy, and early-aughts indie bombast — and direct them toward songs that feel honest and communal. The album isn’t trying to shock or to invent an entirely new style; it’s trying to do something arguably harder: write memorable songs that respect the listener’s intelligence and reward repeated listening.

For a modern band based in a city with a cultural identity as rich and complicated as Philadelphia’s, making an album this warm, melodic, and grounded is no small feat. A Still Life Revisited is The Tisburys at their most assured: a record of small truths and big choruses, sung by a band that understands the difference between a catchy line and a song that stays with you. If you like your indie rock crafted, communal, and emotionally direct, this is an album worth putting on repeat.

Favorites of 2025: Kim Ware and The Good Graces – Grand Epiphanies

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I’ll just say it: Grand Epiphanies is one of the most human records you’re going to hear in 2025, and maybe one of the few that doesn’t insult your intelligence along the way. While many releases this year seem hell-bent on either drowning themselves in studio varnish or hiding behind hipster irony, Kim Ware walks in like someone who’s survived a few things and isn’t afraid to speak plainly about the bruises. These songs don’t howl, they don’t posture—they breathe. And in an era when pop throws confetti over every emotional breakdown and calls it catharsis, Ware has the guts to sit with the silence, to let the ache settle, to make music that’s actually about feeling something and not just Instagramming the wreckage. This is a record that believes in sincerity, and for that alone, it hits like a revelation.

Deepening the craft: Why Grand Epiphanies matters

When Grand Epiphanies was released in September 2025 via Fort Lowell Records, it arrived not as a gimmick or a throwback — but as an earnest statement from a songwriter who has spent nearly two decades refining her voice. For fans of Kim Ware and The Good Graces, the EP represents both continuity and evolution. It retains the emotional honesty and Southern-tinged indie-folk roots listeners have come to expect, while embracing fuller arrangements, sharper lyrical clarity, and a maturity of perspective that only time (and living) can provide.

What emerges is a collection of songs that treat heartbreak, regret, longing, and self-doubt not as melodrama, but as shared human truths. Ware doesn’t write to shock, to boast, or to gloss over. She writes to reach — to offer a mirror to listeners, and maybe a little company in whatever dark or quiet moment they find themselves. This EP is a reminder: vulnerability doesn’t have to be pretty. It just has to be honest.

The team: musicians behind the music

Although Kim Ware remains the creative heart of The Good Graces — vocals, guitar, and songwriting — Grand Epiphanies is a collaborative effort, supported by skilled players and producers who understand how to highlight nuance rather than mask it.

On this release, producers and multi-instrumentalists Steven Fiore and Justin Faircloth play central roles, adding guitar, piano, keyboards, bass, and even backing vocals, and in doing so, help shape the record’s rich but still intimate sonic layers. Their presence builds on a long tradition within The Good Graces: throughout previous albums, different collaborators have drifted in and out of the lineup, each contributing something distinct to the band’s evolving sound. That kind of fluid membership has always been part of the project’s identity, keeping Kim Ware’s songwriting deeply personal while allowing the music itself to remain open, flexible, and continually renewed rather than fixed in a single form.

This flexible model echoes what Ware once said about the band: not as a fixed entity but as a “very talented group of friends,” coming together when inspiration, time, and circumstance allow.

In practice, this means Grand Epiphanies doesn’t feel overproduced or manufactured. Instead, it feels like friends gathered in a room, listening, playing, and creating together — a mood that invites trust and intimacy rather than distance and gloss.

Sound and style: picking up old threads, weaving new ones

Listeners familiar with earlier Good Graces albums — from Sunset Over Saxapahaw (2008) through Ready (2022) — will find much that’s familiar on Grand Epiphanies. Ware’s Southern-tinged twang, her blend of folk, country, and indie-rock sensibilities, the unhurried melodies, the earnest vocal delivery — these remain essential.

Yet this EP also feels more expansive than some earlier efforts. The production, led by Fiore and Faircloth, layers guitars, piano, subtle harmonies, and occasionally banjo or other acoustic touches to build a richer emotional landscape around Ware’s voice. Although personal taste will always shape which tracks linger the longest, several songs on Grand Epiphanies stand out for the way they crystallize what the record does best. Take the track “Old/New”: its guitar strumming and vocal lines evoke late-afternoon melancholy, but as the song unfolds, piano and backing instrumentation widen the space — giving the listener room to sink into memory, longing, and possibility. unfolds like a gentle meditation on what we leave behind and what we carry forward, its subtle layers of instrumentation creating room for genuine emotional reflection.

“Wish I Would’ve Missed You” approaches heartbreak without melodrama, turning regret and longing into something more like the experience of leafing through old photographs—quiet, tender, and unexpectedly overwhelming. And then there is “Missed the Mark,” a song that speaks directly to the insecure, the hopeful, and the uncertain, offering both an appeal for human connection and a confession of imperfection that feels disarmingly honest.

The choice to include a cover — a reimagined version of Some Guys Have All the Luck — also signals the confidence in balancing reverence and reinvention. On this EP, the cover doesn’t feel like a novelty; instead, it sits comfortably alongside Ware’s originals, transformed gently to align with the EP’s mood and tone. “Some Guys Have All the Luck” serves as a bridge between past and present, inspiration and reinterpretation. It doesn’t overshadow the original; it complements it, reminding listeners that songs evolve just as people do.

Overall, the sound of Grand Epiphanies suggests maturity without restraint, emotional depth without melodrama — the kind of record that lingers long after the final note fades.

The gift in the songs: everyday life, honest reflection, and human connection

What often sets the best singer-songwriters apart is a gift for translating ordinary moments into emotional touchstones. On Grand Epiphanies, Kim Ware exercises that gift with clarity and courage. Rather than lean on clichés — heartbreak melodrama, romantic tropes — she mines the subtler, messier terrain of real experiences: regret, nostalgia, second chances, self-doubt, hope, and quiet resilience. Many of these themes resonate universally: longing and loneliness, memory and loss, the ache of roads not taken, the fragile optimism that hums beneath everyday life.

In “Wish I Would’ve Missed You”, Ware reflects on regret and longing with a spare lyricism that strikes more powerfully than most breakup ballads. “Spent it all on grad school… every now and then a memory stops me in my tracks,” she sings — not flaunting heartbreak but confessing to being human, vulnerable, flawed.

Elsewhere — in songs like “Missed the Mark” — she turns the lens inward, wrestling with feelings of inadequacy, uncertainty, and the desperate hope to connect. “I scan the room and hope the messages I send / Somehow reach a brand new stranger, and they become a brand new friend,” she confesses, exposing the artist’s fear and longing behind performing.

The album doesn’t promise closure. It doesn’t pretend that “everything works out.” Instead, it offers companionship: a voice that says, “I feel a lot of this too.” In that way, Grand Epiphanies avoids insulting the listener’s intelligence by offering simplistic solutions. It acknowledges complexity. It honors pain. And it believes in healing — not as a fairy tale but as a slow, sometimes messy process.

How Grand Epiphanies compares to previous work

To appreciate Grand Epiphanies, it helps to see it against the backdrop of Kim Ware’s musical journey. The Good Graces began in 2006 after Ware picked up an old acoustic guitar and started composing songs rooted in Southern indie-folk traditions.

Earlier records, like Close to the Sun (2014), showed a willingness to experiment — to mix folk and country, to play with ambient touches, drum machines, and subtle electronic textures. But even then, the core remained familiar: Ware’s voice, simple guitar patterns, emotionally candid lyrics.

With Ready (2022), the songwriting felt sharper, more intentional; melodies caught between wistful longing and restless urgency. Yet Grand Epiphanies pushes further. The songs are more cohesive; the instrumentation more deliberate; the emotional stakes clearer. Listeners can trace how time, experience, and loss have deepened Ware’s perspective.

This latest EP also suggests a renewed trust in collaboration. Rather than relying solely on acoustic minimalism — the refuge of vulnerability — Ware embraces fuller arrangements. The result isn’t flashy, but it feels abundant in feeling. It’s as though she’s saying: “These aren’t just my stories alone anymore; they are ours.”

Why Grand Epiphanies feels especially relevant in 2025

We live in a time when noise is constant — in our politics, our social media, our media cycles. Simplicity and quiet reflection often feel like luxuries. In that environment, an EP like Grand Epiphanies doesn’t just matter musically; it matters morally. It represents a kind of resistance — not flashy or confrontational, but human.

Kim Ware doesn’t demand answers; she offers empathy. She doesn’t pretend life gets clean after the hard parts; she reminds us that even when scars remain, beauty can survive. For listeners who feel worn down, uncertain, or haunted by memory, these songs can be small lamps in a dark room. For those simply seeking honest songwriting in a sea of glossy distractions, the EP offers relief.

Moreover, the collaborative, evolving model of The Good Graces — weaving friends, producers, rotating musicians into a living tapestry — speaks to music as community, not commodity. In an age of streaming algorithms and viral hits, that matters.

A few honest limitations — and why they don’t hurt the EP’s purpose

As with any release built around vulnerability and introspection, Grand Epiphanies may not cater to all tastes. Listeners expecting polished pop hooks, glossy production, and immediate gratification might find its pacing too slow, its mood too muted. The EP’s strength lies precisely in its restraint — in accepting that some feelings don’t come wrapped up neat and loud.

And with only five tracks, Grand Epiphanies can feel more like a snapshot than a full portrait. Themes are introduced, emotional arcs hinted at, but not always resolved. The sense is less of closure and more of continuation. Which, in many ways, may be the point: life rarely offers tidy endings.

Still — if you’re open to being held in uncertainty for a little while; if you’re willing to sit with a guitar, a voice, and a few gentle chords — the EP offers something rare: a place to breathe.

Kim Ware and The Good Graces — still speaking, still feeling

In a musical climate often dominated by spectacle, loudness, and overstated sentiment, Grand Epiphanies stands out not because it demands attention, but because it deserves it. Kim Ware’s songwriting remains a gift: honest, gentle, unguarded, but never cloying or insincere. Backed by The Good Graces, she continues to prove that folk and indie rock can still speak to our messy, uncertain lives with clarity and heart.

For longtime listeners, the EP will feel like a meaningful evolution — a band maturing, growing more confident, more open to collaboration. For those just discovering Ware, it offers a doorway into a catalogue full of stories that don’t hide behind cliches or affectation. And for anyone longing for music that reflects rather than distracts, that comforts rather than commodifies — Grand Epiphanies is a small, glowing jewel.

In 2025, when the world often seems determined to overwhelm us with noise, Kim Ware and The Good Graces invite us to slow down, listen, and remember: we are not alone. We are human. We are trying. And maybe — just maybe — that’s enough.