{"id":2534,"date":"2014-01-15T11:55:44","date_gmt":"2014-01-15T16:55:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.nowthissound.com\/ntsib\/?p=2534"},"modified":"2014-01-18T12:21:37","modified_gmt":"2014-01-18T17:21:37","slug":"paraffins-subhuman","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.nowthissound.com\/ntsib\/2014\/01\/15\/paraffins-subhuman\/","title":{"rendered":"The Paraffins, Subhuman"},"content":{"rendered":"

The Paraffins<\/a> are from Glasgow and Subhuman<\/em> is their second record. <\/p>\n

It’s also a dramatic change of pace from their previous work. Created during and partially inspired by a long Ayrshire winter, Subhuman<\/i> is dense, gloomy, and maybe a little bit claustrophobic. Like being snowed in, in an old house that creaks at random times and maybe has a ghost or two rattling crankily in the attic.<\/p>\n

Hippopotamized<\/i> is not the first song on the record, but it is the first one I listened to. Continuing the house metaphor: this would be playing when the door to the front parlor banged open of its own accord and you got a good look at some of the things on the walls.
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