RedBird –  The Krickets (reviewed by Dave Franklin)

The Krickets make music at a point where the Old World mets the New, where European folk meets country music, where Americana meets ethereality, where heaven bound harmonies join with traditional sounds and where delicacy meets drive. They work with familiar forms for sure but as always it “ain’t what you do, it’s the way that you do it.” And boy, the way that they do it is mesmerising. They call their deft musical blend “swamp-folk” and whilst it does sometimes run along the sultry and primal lines that such a name infers, it feels slightly self-self-deprecating for such rich and glorious music. Their previous release, Spanish Moss Sirens may have been closer to such a label but RedBird is built of more delicate and intricate stuff and the result is a rather elegant Americana sound.

For an album that was recorded in just five days, it is surprisingly textured and wonderfully layered, but also spacious enough that the music doesn’t get in the way of, what for most will be the main talking point, the harmonies. A Love Like Mine in particular builds to a majestic and sweeping crescendo driven by voices so full of love and longing. The title track is a jaunty staccato beat and a slow simple groove which reminds me of the ballpark that bands such as Wildwood Kin are working in on the opposite shore of The Atlantic and May We Find is bluegrass being made over for a younger and wider audience.

RedBird is the logical next step from Spanish Moss Sirens. It stays connected with the down home essence that lies at the heart of the music but sounds bigger. Not in regards to volume or musical weight, but somehow more dramatic, more beautiful, more emotive, more exquisite…just more. Folk, roots, country music…call it what you will, is always looking to stay relevant and move forward, the art of course is to do so without losing site of where you have come from. RedBird is the sound of a band showing the upmost respect for the music traditions that they have grown up with whilst ensuring that those traditions are not only not forgotten but allowed to flourish. 

 

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