This is an album that came out in August last year in
Australia and the US (and some other places, presumably) so maybe this is all
old news. However, I have only just heard about it as it has just come out over
here and so I think it deserves my ‘unique’ critique.
When it begins, ‘Lordy May’ gives the impression that you
might be onto something quite excellent. It is nicely understated, self-aware
about not being the strongest song on the album but is just there to ease you
in which is an effective staple of the great folk albums.
Then the next track arrives. Feeding Line. And then you
realise. It is the bloody Mumford & Sons all over again. Shit.
Thus follows the general theme of the rest of the album. You
can be certain that it is somewhat better than the depressingly popular, yet
folk-murdering Sigh No More, but Dave Hosking’s voice and the gimmick-y/pop-y building and
beating sounds so much like it. It is not void of enjoyment, however, and can
be quite fun at points, but you are constantly being reminded of those horrible
similarities. There are a couple of other bad things as well.
Part Time Believer does something which really gets on my
nerves at the moment. Referencing something they remember, especially when it
involves music they used to listen to (in this case the Rolling Stones) is
really cheap. It’s like going “hey guys! We’re doing nostalgia, can you feel
it?” It is not how you are supposed to do things. It is, however, how you, as a
creatively insufficient song writer, try and create a sense of nostalgia with
easy words rather than invoking it with complex atmospheres and sincere musical
gestures that rest within songs. Perhaps it has something to do with the
overwhelming Mumford and Sons sound-a-like moments that exist in the album that
makes it sound recent, but not new, and certainly not original. So they try and
push fake nostalgia on us instead.
There are also some downright boring moments. My Only One is
a really good example of this. And by really good, I mean it is not good and
should be skipped. Proper going through the motions standard nothing. To their credit, they follow this drudge with
Golden Jubilee which gets to an area that is more of a reflection of the good
side of folk. Fast and fun guitars, sometimes frantic, sometimes simple and
rhythmic. Quite enjoyable.
It might be tempting, what with House & Farm, Percy
Warner Park and The Village, to give up before you get to track 10, thinking
that you have given Boy & Bear enough chances to redeem themselves. Don’t. Beach is easily the best track on the album
and is the only one that can claim to have anything resembling depth and
complexity. It might not be as immediately fun as earlier entries but, with it
also being the longest at a slightly unpopular 6 minutes in length, it is a
substantial treat.
Give up straight after it though, don’t bother yourself with
full on M&S reject final tract Big Man.
5.0/10
5.0/10

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