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.