Album Review: The Savage and the Tamed by Big Sky 12
Let’s get one thing straight—Big Sky 12’s The Savage and the Tamed isn’t your typical cookie-cutter pop-rock album. Released back in 2016 under Look at the Moon!, this record feels like a late-night drive through feelings you didn’t even know you had. It’s raw, it’s messy, but dang, does it hit hard sometimes.
Now, I gotta say, there are tracks here that just stick with ya. Take “Tank Full of Gas,” for example—it’s got this punchy energy that makes you wanna roll down the windows and scream into the wind. There’s something about how the guitars crunch without drowning out those heartfelt lyrics. Like, yeah, life’s tough, but hey, we’ve still got gas in the tank, right? Feels like a pep talk from a friend who gets it.
And then there’s “Two Degrees (That Post Apocalyptic Song).” Man, if this track doesn’t give you goosebumps, check your pulse. It’s haunting, almost cinematic, with these swirling melodies that pull you into its world. You can practically see the dust clouds rising over an empty highway while listening to it. The way they blend hope and despair is just… chef’s kiss. Honestly, every time I hear it, I’m left staring off into space thinking about all the what-ifs.
One cool thing about this album is how unapologetically human it feels. Tracks repeat themselves on the tracklist, which might seem weird at first glance, but honestly? It kinda works. It’s like hearing someone replay their thoughts over and over again because they’re trying to figure things out. Messy? Sure. Relatable? Absolutely.
What surprised me most though was how much heart shines through despite the chaos. This ain’t background music—it demands your attention, and honestly, it deserves it. By the end of it, you feel like you’ve been through something real, y’know?
So, here’s the kicker: as I sat writing this review, my cat jumped up and knocked over my coffee cup. And instead of being mad, I laughed. Maybe that’s what this album does—it reminds you that even when stuff gets wild or spills everywhere, there’s beauty in the mess. Not bad for a bunch of songs made in the US back in ‘16.
