"Yeah it's all coming back to me now
My apocalypse, my apocalypse
The curtain rose and burned in the morning sun"
...so it goes on "One Fine Morning" - the sumptuous, but harrowing closer of this majestic album from 2011. I actually caught him live in a church in Brighton in 2008 and it was one of the most hushed, graceful, well-executed concerts a young man could wish for.
Apocalypse, in my opinion, is this singer-songwriters best work. It might not get his best score on Metacritic or whatever, but for the most part, it's his most impactful and demonstrating the broadest range. The urgent march of "America," the sputtering-smoothness of "Baby's Breath" and the lyrical overlaps of "Riding For The Feeling" - c'est aperetive.
The perfect follow-up to 2009's Sometimes I Wish We Were an Eagle, which was hella hush-hush - he's been slowly building up quite a name as a lo-fi, organic folk hero, separate to his output as Smog - a whopping 13 albums! - and now 6 under this name - we can add hashcakes of #prolific #consistent #worldly #instabill #callahan4eva #americasnexttopcrooner
The perfect follow-up to 2009's Sometimes I Wish We Were an Eagle, which was hella hush-hush - he's been slowly building up quite a name as a lo-fi, organic folk hero, separate to his output as Smog - a whopping 13 albums! - and now 6 under this name - we can add hashcakes of #prolific #consistent #worldly #instabill #callahan4eva #americasnexttopcrooner
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