Reviewed by Eric Saeger
Like an airier, less in-your-face James Blunt, singer Brock Scott leads this alt-folk quintet into a sound that evokes angels dancing on the head of a pin, tempering progressive, complicated statements with chill mix levels in a combination that might best be described as Vampire Weekend vs Blind Melon. A lot of sucky bands attempt to be like this, but it takes a rare panache to pull it off, which this crew does easily, albeit with the help of over a dozen of their local Atlanta compatriots. Fiddle/piano parts give way to jam grooves that become rockouts – hayloft-indie with lots of brains in constant flux, with, most thankfully of all, no out-of-the-blue cacophony.
Grade: A
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JDzIYQlNBXw
