Boise Indie Rockers MESSIMER Drop Masterful New Single "I'm Not A Fool"
Boise-based indie-rock band MESSIMER are entirely one-of-a-kind. They’ve only got a few singles under their belt, but this past year has been good to them. Slowly but surely, the members of MESSIMER are exploring and experimenting with endless layers of psych-rock and other vintage influence.
Their latest effort is “I’m Not A Fool,” an epic seven-minute excursion into the rolling hills of their indie-rock landscape. “[The song} was written in a stream-of-consciousness style. I woke up one day just absolutely exhausted by the stacks on stacks of scientific fact that proves the willful ignorance of our current administration. I was mad. So I sat down and wrote this song,” lead vocalist Luke tells The Music Mermaid. “It's addressed to those in power who, I'm assuming, think we're all straight up idiots. We're not. We see what's going on. We know the earth is breaking. We know societies are at each other's necks. We know we're being lied to on a daily basis. We're not fools. But at the same time, we know it's all a game that we're just playing. There are no winners. We're all just sinners.”
It’s weighty. There’s a lot of hard truth to “I’m Not A Fool,” an angry expose spit off fuming lips, so it needs its long, winding length to travel the crescendos and the comedowns. Opening with some flavored guitar riffs and a thick bass line, “I’m Not A Fool” moves quickly into steady punches of percussion flowing like waves beneath Luke’s high range. The arrangement is on a mission, sure, but it’s still relaxed enough to pulse quietly before a choir of harmony adds another layer to the piece. Every once in a while, the band’s signature psychedelic twang falls out for sweet guitar strums to hum alone with buzzy vocals, but then the base is back again — the track moves in and out of these tiers of detail, settling for sweetness sometimes then rising for a more searing indie-rock vibe at others.
The middle of “I’m Not A Fool” is marked by such a dynamic all-in instrumental passage that it takes your breath away until suddenly it drops out like a shock to the system. At this point, “I’m Not A Fool” morphs into new, decadent territory as searing rock rhythms chug along carefully. Distant vocal echoes pop in and out to plead that desperate hook — I’m not a fool, I’m not a fool, I’m not. Where it was once a honeyed singalong, the song is now a roaring spasm of edgy psych-rock, a serpentine type of anthem that wiggles its way under your skin.