Broken Hearts Are Blue "The Truth About Love" Press Kit
BROKEN HEARTS ARE BLUE “THE TRUTH ABOUT LOVE” (2024 RE-MASTER)
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Recorded in May 1996 at Western Sound Studios with Todd Carter. Originally released by Caulfield Records.
Remastered in December 2023 by Matt Lynch at Mysterious Mammal Recording from the original Caulfield Records digital audio tape.
Ryan Gage- vocals, Charles Wood- guitar, Daniel Buettner- bass. Derek Brosch- drums, Bryan Charles- additional musician.
NOTES ON THE TRUTH ABOUT LOVE: CAMPING FOR THE EMO SET
by Ryan Gage
1. Broken Hearts Are Blue’s “The Truth About Love” was born of the persistent struggle of artists to erase the works and discourse of the elevated masters who came before, and who were withering on the vine of their acclaim. Thus, in this particular historical and ideological moment, the album stood in as the Robert Rauschenberg to Screamo’s Willem de Kooning.
2. Broken Hearts Are Blue was formed within the diminished light of long, midwestern winters and through a prism of romantic longing that drew as much from the artistic endeavors of James Dean and Caspar David Friedrich as from the bathetic squawks of High Punk killjoys.
3. Broken Hearts Are Blue blended the high and the low, tailoring a sonic and literary perspective averse to genre that drew upon multiple influences, almost none of which were connected to mid-90s punk.
4. Broken Hearts Are Blue celebrated its “Camp” sensibility, even while unconscious of its presence, embracing an interest in performativity, irony and pastiche.
5. “The Truth About Love” grappled to orient the heart/head binary, to map its messy contours with a sly and arch pitter-patter of the winking eye.
6. Of course, this is all a falsehood, a shaggy dog yarn spun designed to conceal the root of The Truth About Love’s origin—the broken heart of broken people born to a broken world. Let the record show there was an attempt to express the inexpressible. Let the unborn cultural priests of the future debate the curious case of “The Truth About Love” and its rummy place in the annals of rustbelt balladry. Or put more clearly: “little cousins, called back.”
