by Face of Man

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    releases June 29, 2017

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Same Dream
Take Me To The Place
Cast Her Gait
Easy Kill
In Space, Distilled
Her Vernacular


For their sophomore release Face of Man continues its project of pop maximalism with a plaintive, midwestern candor - high life guitar layered over the subs and crackles of modern pop production, R&B vocal flights nestled into modular art rock structures, words sung with emotional directness. Thematically, the LP explores female relationships and their variegated forms: the familial, the lustful, and the romantic. Bouquet, despite it's melancholy, lifts the listener with lush, contrasting colors and an impression of gradual unfolding.


releases June 29, 2017

Face of Man is:

Alex Silva:
guitars, synths, vocals, drum programming

Jesse Chevan:
drums, drum programming

Evan Johnston:
synths, vocals

Recorded at:
Seaside Lounge, Brooklyn, NY
Dr Wu's, Brooklyn, NY
832 Classon Ave, Brooklyn, NY

Mixed by:
Yale Yng-Wong (Dr Wu's, Brooklyn, NY)

Mastered by:
Chris Gehringer (Sterling Sound, New York, NY)

Cover Art by:
Jon Stone

Cover art photography by:
Sasha Turrentine

Violins on "In Space, Distilled" by:
Rachel Meirs

Thank you to:
Madeline Silva
Alberto Silva
Bianca Silva
Caitlin Gillies
Mr. Records
Sidney Tabernacle



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Face of Man Brooklyn, New York

mazy pop
emo rnb

alex silva
jesse chevan
evan johnston

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Track Name: Lavender
The freshness of water
The scent of lavender
Her simple pleasures
Her oxygen, her lumenal

She says she wants to be sublime
I tell her drink
You're thirsty all the time
And every day a piece of her goes
But she stays beautiful

We watch the news
Drumming through the room
The experts muse
Becoming realer, true
Between my calls to tell her life
Over and over

And when she speaks
Every word is made round
'Cause I give them weight
Till there's thunder all around
The world is fouler everyday
But she stays beautiful

You go like it's any day
Like nothing at all
We stay right
Where we held her gaze that night
It's pain
It's mad
It's beautiful

And here we are
A language we don't know
Words of death
Spoken dumb and slow
But we find that we can say anything
And it's all due to her

And here we are,
The warmth of other suns
On our backs, we're making our fun
They say we ought to be afraid
But how can we
When she stayed beautiful?