Come, Arrow, Come! is terminally precious in its mix of modern folk and psychedelic tropes with a thin veneer of what the Festival seem to think music sounded like in the days of Sir Gawain and the Green Knight. [The] affected delivery… and the slapdash arrangements sound like the work of musicians with only the vaguest sense of what the records which inspired the Festival actually sounded like.Thus proving the fallibility of allmusic.com, this incredibly mean-spirited review of Festival’s debut ignores the guts and gusto of a thoroughly charming first outing: a bit of breath and friends are sometimes all you need. Band’s name consists of one word, and still the reviewer gets it wrong – go figure. Even better, go listen and make up your own mind.
Oddi wrth y brawd
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3 comments:
An easy target. The tight assed and po-faced will not like this CD and will sneer at those that do. Selah.
Despite a continuing difficulty in naming the baby ('psych folk' is struggling to insinuate itself into the vocabulary) there's a welllspring of like-minded stuff from both sides of the Atlantic that currently shows no sign of drying up.
Good say I.
You mean there's another folkin' mouth to feed?
We already got young Acid, an' Freak, an' li'l Wyrd (not to mention Cousin Country's boys, Alt and New), now we done and got ourselves a Psych. And they all look so goddam similar...Hey, you don't think...? No they can't be!!
Hmmm, slightly off-kilter (Silly?) Sisters, but less irritating by a country mile than CocoRosie, the good bits are very good, the less tasty bits still digestable enough. Concur with both WC and the Brawd on this one
And there's hippy Uncle Free.
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