folk posts

Amos Lee

Thursday, February 24th, 2005 by Paul Irish

folk-soul // roots blues

When I learned that Norah Jones was on the eminent Blue Note label, I was flabbergasted. And when I learned that her father was Indian music icon Ravi Shankar, the Blue Note connection felt a little less impressive. But Blue Note’s latest sign got there solely by his own “folksy, flannel-and-denim sound with sultry R&B. Taking from his influences Bill Withers, John Prine, Stevie Wonder, and Neil Young, Amos writes music from the heart, and presents it straight up. He’s down to earth, and puts genuine heart and soul put into this music.
Fall into this pared-down acoustic soul and let it take you.

Amos Lee – Arms of a Woman
Amos Lee – Dreaming
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The Books

Sunday, February 20th, 2005 by Paul Irish

cut-n-paste acoustic folk // electri-experi-indie

“skippy, choppy, and destructed… “blipworld / fakegrass / speedblues / chamberclick / eccentrock / country&eastern / glitch post-anything music with samples, closely followed by ‘food band’. “quick surges of crowd noise, vibraphone, guitar and bits of violin. “they manage to squeeze every last ounce of beauty from these commonplace sounds and let them carry the songs here. “their brilliant reassembly of tone into tune simultaneously created a genre and perfected it. “also the sounds you use seem to be all fragments, like “found objects” really. “We love beautiful surfaces that flow and pull us in, but we also love depth and nuance and invention…
“We are always trying to find that balance between emotional accessibility and musical innovation.

The Books – An Animated Description Of Mr. Maps
The Books – Enjoy Your Worries, You May Never Have Them Again
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Gabriel Mann

Wednesday, November 10th, 2004 by Paul Irish

folk // acoustic rock

I don’t know what can convey how simple and lovely this song is better than the lyrics, so: My, my you’re just like pie, when I call you on the phone. You say hello and that’s the crust, the filling is yet to come. My, my you’re just like eggs. You’re all slimy on the outside and yolky in the middle. Wait a second… that’s not right; what I really meant is that I love you in the morning. Oh, I love you in the morning.
No joke you’re an artichoke. You have to peel away the outside which is good ya know but the inside is better…

Gabriel Mann – Artichoke

Kings Of Convenience

Saturday, September 11th, 2004 by Paul Irish

acoustic // indie folk rock // downtempo

Warm harmonies. Beautiful melodic lines. Everyone one else is blogging it, why can’t I? The Kings of Convenience have received a boat-load of press lately, and its fully-deserved. Erlend Øye, one of the members, has bounced off onto a solo career, releasing a DJ Kicks album and his own, Unrest. There isn’t a shortage of comparisons to Simon and Garfunkel, but that’s because the two duo’s sound incredibly similar vocally. Dare I say that the harmonious of the KoC are even better than their 1960’s counterpart.
Feel like you’re snuggled close to your sweetheart in swathes of curduroy in the cool summer breeze. Grab this.

Kings Of Convenience – I Don’t Know What I Can Save You From

Sufjan Stevens

Thursday, August 12th, 2004 by Paul Irish

rock // indie-folk // chill

Delicate guitar work. Soft gentle voice.
Sufjan Stevens used to be part of the folk-rock group Marzuki in Michigan. But then he moved to NYC and went solo. The sound he creates is substantial but softly soothing. He’s the indie rock response to alt-country’s Iron and Wine.
His name isn’t like his sound. His sound reads like a pane of clear, beautiful glass. Take some in.

Sufjan Stevens – For The Widows In Paradise, For The Fatherless In Ypsilanti