Luke Roberts has some pals in big places and here is joined by the likes of Kurt Vile and the guy from Drive by Truckers on an album of rolling finger picked acoustic folk pop that could appeal to fans of Ryley Walker and early Bon Iver. Earthy and unique Americana to warm you through the winter months.
7/10 Robin Staff review, 11 October 2016
I love it when people are earnest with guitars, I’ll be real, even if it’s at parties, just do it all the time. I’m even more into it when your lyrics are just a little silly, so I appreciate Roberts’ early, deeply heartfelt admission that “I’m a man who wears clothes”. In fact, the whole of “Song to Remember”, the opener to his new record, is a supreme treatise of the plainspoken, a picked ‘n’ strummed ditty with lyrics so simple Mark Kozelek is going to sue him and then write a song about how he sued him.
Roberts’ vocal is the key, here: he sounds somewhere between a harping Neil Young and a twanging Hank Williams, finding a gorgeous and kindly sweet spot for him to practice Americana. The second song is literally called “American Music”, by the way: dude is from the states and wants you to know via folk music. He sings about highways at slow core tempos, with little more than cumbersome drums and timely piano chords impeaching his acoustic tribulations.
This record is very much in its tradition, and should appeal to anyone in search of a good countrified madlib, such as “they’re saying Jesus but they don’t know his name”, as Roberts mumbles through a picking pattern and under cover of a nice bit of keyboardin’. What I’m saying is I’m sold, totally, but you’re not me, so I can’t make your mind up for you. If this review sounds like you as a person, though, then I hope this record finds its way to your breakin’ Southern state heart.
Namedrop bonus round: Kurt Vile's on this record. That's real important.
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