I got into this album and Lyndsay Diaries quite much lately, as I really think that this guy is going to take the place of Chris Carabba in the next years to come. Well, no, I am not sure, but Scott Windsor, the guy that hides behind the name of Lyndsay Diaries , has got a lot of changes to be considered as emo as Carabba’s Dashborad Confessional. On the the eleven tracks of “Remember the Memories”, Scott does pretty much everything: sings, play guitars ( this is an all acoustic album), with the help of some other dudes playing piano, hammond and strings.

The record features some great ballads, and they all deal with love, and I think that the only words that descibe this record is emo, there is no excuse. Now, tell me if there is something as emo as the song “The Magic in the Number Nineteen”, which ends with such verses as “These are the sings of time/ I know you would give everything if you could/ But it is just not enough to be told the words “everything will be ok”/ Can I just break down and fall into your arms?”. No, I don’t think. Also other songs as “Fading the Kisses”, “Dear Lyndsay, No Regrets” and “Josephine” make this album a real pearl of true emotional feelings in a sea of self-proclaimed “emo heroes”, with their choruses, soft and deep vocals and also some really introspective lyrics.

This record is not a joke, it is straight from the heart, with great harmonies and acoustic songs and I think that anyone that thinks what emo is, whould check this record out: you would be surprised of what Lyndsay Diaries can do. And then, a band that has such a name cannot not be emo. |carlo@staff.truepunk.com