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"Closer To You"- The Icarus Account

So a few months ago I got to go to an acoustic concert of the band, The Icarus Account (which consists of two twin brothers, Ty and Trey Turner, who both play guitar and sing).  I had heard of them before from a friend and liked their stuff but once I saw them live I really fell for the musical side of their songs. I walked away from that concert thinking that there wasn't a chord I heard that night that I didn't like.  There is a certain way of playing guitar that almost takes my breath away- they play guitar that way.  I like a lot of their songs but this is one that I get stuck in my head so I thought it would be fitting to write a post about it and put it in my moving music category.  Sorry I couldn't get a better video but they don't have music videos as far as I know (please let me know if you've seen one by them!) and all the live videos have bad sound quality and the sound is the best part so I thought this video was suitable. 




 "Closer To You"- The Icarus Account 

There is something about the sound of this song that makes me want to be sitting by a window on a rainy day with it playing on my iPod.  Not necessarily the lyrics so much, but the music is moving and dramatic and I like some music like that.  Also, the harmonies they sing pretty much knock me off my feet (being a big sucker for good harmonies, this happens a lot when I listen to them).
I think based on their talent, they deserve to be pretty big and well known but if they don't get all rich and famous, they at least have a post dedicated to them =). 

P.S. 
I got the idea of posting a "Picture of the Day" on Facebook from one of the guys in this band.  Just a little fun fact.  
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