Bringing their own concerns to dark rooms and beer stained floors of the D.I.Y. scene, intimate live performances find frontman Max Voulelis standing starkly in between his friends, singing about both literal grief and the grieving of ideals.  Porcelain Tongue doesn't want attention, they just want to be understood.

With their newest album, Don’t Obscure The Sun, introspective Boise, Idaho post-rock outfit Porcelain Tongue looks forward as much as it looks back.Their follow-up to Goodbye Peggy finds them often dealing with the same tribulations, those of grief, mourning, and loss, but Max Voulelis’ lyrics often tinge with a rosy hopefulness. The songs as a whole ride a tight line between anthemic and riff-driven heaviness, and they bounce back and forth between these ideas of yesterday and tomorrow thematically front to back. Voulelis writes of people making up shapes, taking up light, and leaving somewhere he can’t see. Don’t Obscure The Sun once again proves Porcelain Tongue is one of Boise’s most exciting bands to listen to today and though the album’s markers are of life’s bitter trials the songs show there is light in the dark.