‘Sycamore Trees’ by F*ck You, Tammy!
Today, F*ck You, Tammy! unveils their newest single, ‘Sycamore Trees.’ Layered guitars and airy vocals shape this track into a spectral soundscape that pulls listeners deep into its spell.
The song’s melodic threads weave with fierce riffs, amplifying its emotional depth. ‘Sycamore Trees’ feels like stepping into a mysterious, unsettling place. Familiar points fade, leaving only Devery’s voice to guide you further into the unknown. Her haunting, fluid delivery brings to mind Jimmy Scott’s vocals, blending and reshaping traditional gender expressions. It’s like starting in a shadowy corridor, then hearing the eerie line, “I got idea, man”—as if a screen switches on, inviting you into an otherworldly journey.
Devery on the track, “Our live arrangement developed over years of playing shows, and had grown into something so beautiful that it made me have to make this record. “You take me for a walk/ under the sycamore trees” is, to me, about being led into a space of potentially terrifying or sublime transformation, much like the experience of entering world of a Lynch film: I wanted the song to be that invitation, and it’s the portal to the world of the rest of the record. I envisioned the expansiveness of a Bond theme with the menace of Portishead – and instead of being in the hermetic space of the Red Room, I wanted you to follow her into the dark woods, and there she encounters the saxophone solo- the ghostly presence that is waiting for her. The layered guitars and meticulously controlled feedback with the synths evoke the dark woods – the grand piano, the stars overhead and far, far away. The original is beautiful and feels like someone telling a sad and terrible story – ours is that story unfolding in real time.”
Inspired by Lee Friedlander’s ’60s photos of motel TVs, this track channels a Lynchian vibe, where fragments of pop culture beam out like faint transmissions, their darker layers surfacing just beneath. Listening to it for the first time evokes Charles Laughton’s The Night of the Hunter—that sense of drifting through a star-strewn, inky sky, pulled down by invisible forces. And, with a nod to Julee Cruise’s Floating Into the Night album cover, Today, F*ck You, Tammy! subtly honors her legacy in the Lynch universe.
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