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 After coming up with the formula for two successful albums, most bands would think they had found an equation worth sticking to, but Copeland's third release, Eat, Sleep, Repeat, takes that formula and adds a little classic jazz, soft piano, and a few piercing guitar solos to equal something completely different - something completely off the beaten path, but at that same time, something completely Copeland.
Eat, Sleep, Repeat takes Copeland to the next level. It's Snow Patrol, meets Straylight Run meets The Postal Service in a musical combination that has yet to be achieved by any of the aforementioned. Singer Aaron Marsh’s calming voice echoes over the melodic compositions of piano, guitar, drums, trumpets, and virtually every other instrument imaginable. The lyrics sound almost angelic projected over the instrumental chaos. However, it is this "chaos" that makes the album so unique. The combination of melodies and instruments Copeland has puzzled together makes the album much more involved than any previous release.
The album begins with the mysterious "Where's My Head," a short track that keeps you on the edge of your seat waiting to hear more of what Copeland has to offer. The jumbled noises and sounds seem to pull together and work with Marsh's voice to make an extensive and incredible sense of musical suspense. The album remains on a constant swing from up-tempo to slow ballad, delivering every song with something a little different. It's almost as if a story flows from song to song with enough basic melody to tie it all together, but enough diverse sound to make it something worth listening to. "Love Affair" combines beautiful harmonies, intense guitar breakdowns, and jazzy trumpet to create a 50's lounge feel only further diversifying Copeland's musical balance.
Between the harmonic melodies, assorted sounds, and unique production, this is the album Copeland fans have been waiting for. Eat, Sleep, Repeat is like a musical pot luck supper. Everything is thrown out on the table all at once, but some how, it's still so good.
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