Eleventyseven "Regifted" by Kevin Thorson (cmaddict) on 2012-11-15 15:20:08
Eleventyseven is a light hearted upbeat electronic pop group from Greenville, SC. Their newest project is the Christmas EP "Regifted". The five track album puts Eleventyseven's unique spin on some of the holiday greats such as "Oh Come All Ye Faithful", "Angels We Have Heard On High", and "Oh Holy Night".
I enjoy listening to different fresh versions of Christmas music and this album definitely is. The mix of modern synths and quick beats make this an especially fun Christmas album. Eleventyseven keeps their sound totally true, in fact you wouldn't even know it was Christmas by the music alone. Nothing too Christmassy, just pure electro punk. Being a huge punk guy myself, it was obvious from the beginning that I was going to like this EP. Especially the group's take on "Oh Holy Night". The unrelenting distortion and upbeat tempo, I can't get enough of it. They could just do that all day, in my opinion.
The other four tracks stick to mostly an electro vibe with synth dominated melodies. The lyrics are true to the three classics they perform and tracks "Last Christmas" and "Wonderful Christmastime" are clever and catchy.
Overall this is a very solid release from the band and if you like their upbeat modern electronic style then you have to have this in your Christmas collection.
Eleventyseven "Oh Holy Night"
Rating: 4 out of 5
Genre: Pop / Electronic
Label: Sony International/Rock Candy Recordings
Release Date: November 7, 2012
Buy it: Amazon
1. Oh Come All Ye Faithful 2:12
2. Last Christmas 4:05
3. Angels We Have Heard On High 2:34
4. Wonderful Christmastime 3:34
5. Oh Holy Night 4:03
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