very beautiful and strange sound, bought all the albums in, not regretting one of them. okay there is one: i hate live recordings, with all the clapping going around. so "o my bones" was out of the collection
i really hope all this strangeness in sound and voice never stops. this guy is beautifully strange, you can't grasp him, he is like some strange colibri flitterin through the air making beats and sounds. check out his project folo. more strangeness will come your way.
if you need a safe haven from the exhausting days of your life you may be very welcome in this sound. the lyrics, the peace and this soothing beats inbetween. every album is a gem in itself. i just have to skip all the traditional piping songs on two albums. i never liked bagpipes, they sound like tormented banshees, and the only emotion in my heart that's happening turns into a prayer to end it soon. start with this album and finish with Empty Beer Bottle. life can be only be so beautiful.
this guy comes from france and does everything bright eyes stopped doing years ago. his sound is friendship, sadness and there is always a nice erotic touch. i guess this is his first album, listen to the others, they are even better and they will do you good
this is a strange band, and i really like their strangeness. the moved in slowly into my collection, now they are living there and still sounding strange. sometimes i think of gomez, sometimes i think of rhubarb.
i really like his rumbling ways. he always sounds like he has stolen a bar and put it in an old van and now he is driving through country, letting people into the bar and everybody gets silent and the music starts. don't miss him. he is a great songwriter.
i do love the older albums more. hate it when they decide to put strings into it. as if the piano isn't enough. so i skip the string arrangements. life can still be good without someone scratching the guts of a cat.
this sound seems old and rusty, it seems like a faraway band who's waiting for the wind to blow them away. because it is so far away from the sound of depeche mode, let's say it in the words of depeche mode: i just can't get enough
there are no bland words for pickering pick. though i have to say i have to get used to the name. at the beginning i thought just by the name that he is an old man who falls asleep over his banjo. wonderful lyrics, a clear guitar. he can turn every bad morning into a good one