I could tell
from the first listen that Project Film is the kind of band I could love. You
see, I have a weakness for a certain kind of indie rock band that they play to
with a vengeance. It’s a sound that I associate with the mid-‘00s, a sort of
mid-fi, mid-tempo rock with inventive, guitars that tread that careful line
between shimmery and spikey, maybe with some acoustic strumming and keys thrown
in for good measure.
Project
Film, is comprised of singer/songwriter/instrumentalist Sam McAllister with the assistance of Megan Frestedt (the two also run the band's label, Tandem Records) hit that sweet
spot perfectly with their first album, 2010’s Chicago. I love the fact that McAllister apparently recorded the whole
thing in his Chicago apartment, save for Frestedt’s vocals because there is a
warmth, intimacy and slightly ramshackle quality to whole affair which that
origin story would account for perfectly. It was good timing for me because
this record worked its way into heavy rotation for me this January and February
and it’s great hibernation rock. As a product of Minneapolis and Chicago, McAllister knows a thing or two about surviving a Midwestern winter and it’s no
coincidence that a group of songs he holed up in his apartment to creates sound
really good while holed up in one’s apartment.