Sunday Artist – Dolores (2025)
Is the Cure’s ‘Disintegration’ one of your favorite albums?
‘Dolores’ is a haunting bit of dark raptured couchbound splendor, sounding wayward and lost, a textured atmospheric and expansive album, a fractured opus of minor keyed songs, songs laced with drowning images designed not so much to invade your dreams, but to invade your waking hours, infusing a sense of melancholy, where the numbers are perhaps best sung, or perhaps remembered, while riding on a bus looking through smudged windows, or hummed while in class to ward off the boredom … coalescing all of the rumors and mystery of this bewildering band into one crowning achievement.
With that being said, ‘Dolores’ is all consuming in its sadness longing and emotional grandeur. It’s far from a teenage nightmare filled with whines and despair … it’s an indulgence into the dark nether regions of our subconscious, formulated to challenge the nature of our very being as we come face to face with all we thought we knew, discovering the lies we’d held as fact, lies told to us, meshed with lies we told to ourselves, finding that the only way to escape the melancholy is to rummage for the beauty within, and once done, this soundtrack, or highway marker of sorts, sounding for all the world like a record lost to time and half forgotten, then reimagined for the 21st century, will guide you home.
*** The Fun Facts: As to the album’s title, ‘Dolores’ in Spanish means sorrowful, sorrows and pain.
Considering the band’s moniker: Most all bands today must hold down day-jobs, suggesting that on Sunday, they get to engage in the art that’s so necessary in their lives.
Jenell Kesler
