Posted by gregor on Sunday, April 23rd, 2006
as night has fallen here at the captain’s dead hq, i am without beer. well, there is beer in the house but the wife has ordered me to wait to have one until she arrives home. bummer, and yes i am a pussy.
i must admit that i got a message some months ago from leah, one of the ladies behind red/blondehead, that i never responded to, admittedly. it didnt go unnoticed though, casue the band i write about tonite is the subject matter of said message.
hem is a lovely band outta brooklyn, i swear they sound like the south, or at least what i think the south sounds like. mossy and hazy is what i believe the south sounds like, and yeah i know they aint sounds. use your imagination! hem doesnt a wonderful job of letting sally ellyson be the main centerpiece, because although the music is beautiful ellyson’s voice is mesmerizing. she may have the most perfect blend of power and fragility in a voice that i have ever heard.
if you are looking for a reference point, i would say they are much less boring cowboy junkies.
these are zip files
the city and the traveler
betting on trains
buy their records at cdbaby, baby. (170)
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