“I’m not the same as I was but that’s cool, whatever.”
As with the their last two albums, Sports and You’re Gonna Miss It All, Holy Ghost offers a different sound than previous releases. Introspective, electric yet brooding, but most of all evolved. Fans of the band’s early work may be slightly surprised, as some songs (see “Just Another Face”) adopt a Killers-like sound. Others sound as though they may have ended up on an Owen album, yet still retaining the good old Modern Baseball charm.
Holy Ghost is a reflective piece that is split between both of the band’s songwriters. Jake Ewald takes the first 6 songs focusing on topics like long-distance love and the loss of a loved one. The last 5 songs belong to Brendan Lukens, who writes about personal struggles and self-awareness. The parallel perspectives launches the album from being just good to incredibly powerful. We all have separate lives, yet we can always find what relates us (obviously being best friends in a band together makes it easier to relate to each other, but the thought still stands).
Evolved as the album is there are still aspects of old MoBo I predict will be the anthem of most shows to come. Consider songs like “Mass,” with catchy guitars, backup vocals and lyrics like “My baby’s in Massachusetts and all this booze is useless.” “Just Another Face” which is a nod to an old song Lukens released under BTFL is insightful and one of the band’s best songs to date. Lukens proves this, commenting on its source of power. It encompasses
…all of my songs but adds one defining theme of hope and that you cannot do anything alone. That I can beat my addiction. That I can understand and handle my illness. That I can take on aspects of my life that bring me stress and pain, but I cannot do it alone. To swallow my pride by accepting the help others are offering me and better myself.
I’ve met many people from all walks of life who share similar stories connecting them to Modern Baseball and the band’s impact on their lives. I am no different. I’ve seen them play at some of the smallest venues in Philadelphia, and in June they’re playing their biggest Philly date at the Fillmore. At this rate, MoBo is pretty much untouchable, continuously picking up speed. They aren’t the same as they were, but that’s cool.