Have you ever been loopy about a girl (or a guy, or a really cool
cat) but found it hard to tell others, let alone that person, how you felt?
This review is dedicated to all those who knew to seek out the butterfly for
the answer to your giddy, flapping colors of happiness. In their Valentine's
Day release How To Know The Butterflies of Love, the Butterflies of
Love have given pop fans around the world the gorgeously swinging "Wild"
("Wild for the girl who's in the world and turns me inside out"), a song
with a melody so infectious it lifts the happy person even further off the
The band is led by Jeffrey Greene, who teaches art to prison
inmates, and Daniel Greene, a divinity school graduate who continues to
teach at an Orthodox Jewish school. That alone tells you this band is
special. The group also features members of the Van Pelt and Names For
Pebbles. With production support from Mark Mulcahy (of the forever-missed
Miracles of Legion) and Mike Arafeh, the Butterflies of Love make the kind
of music you may have heard in the eighties, but only if you were into stuff
like the Go-Betweens and the shaggy melodies of the Pastels (whose present
musical output seems to bear strong similarity to "Rob a Bank" and "Leaving
When I'm Done Drinking").
Rather than being sweetly nostalgic, like My Favorite, the Butterflies of
Love are just a band that can pick out the timeless moments made so rare in the
world of rock, and breathe life back into them. Happily, their songs are
mostly about love (music's most timeless subject) and they bring tender
feelings into even criminal acts, as in the lovely closing line in "Rob A
Bank"("You made me feel like I could save the world and I love you").
While "Serious" and "Amethyst" may take some time to grow on you, their music is
mostly as tasty as the first peck on a peach. It's the type of album that
makes you envious of the British, because those blokes somehow got to hear
this winning Connecticut band first (It was released in Fall of 1999 there,
perhaps because the voices of Jeffrey and Daniel seem as British as the
Suede guys -- and not, I should make clear, anything like Stephen Pastel).
Though it might be easier to get Daniel (a certified Justice of the Peace)
to marry you than to hear the Butterflies on American radio, it certainly
would be nice if this music became known to all those temporarily struck
mute by the joy in their lives.