By: Dennis Cook
The folk art painting on the cover of Drone Trailer (released January 20 on DiCristina Stair) suggests yet more backwoods acoustic plinking and floating hippie musings. Nope. Opener "Anyway" launches at one like a tipsy My Bloody Valentine with a sexy girl voice guiding you into the reverb pool, and you betcha the water is warm. Oh, something like the expected plinking arrives on the second track, "The Hungry Stones," but the opening complication is indicative of the thought put into this shimmering bauble. By the third number, "Weatherhead Hollow," they have you in a sweet clutch, dripping guitar strings situating you in a fever dream David Crosby had in Sausalito, 1970, something about an orange-red sunset, high winds and sleepy pecks on the forehead. The "drone" in the title turns out to be a positive one with all the sparkling potency and stretched out, fuzzed-out vibe one could want. As this "Hollow" gives way to the title cut – a gorgeously disorienting bit of Orientalized slow psych – one is fully situated in their dreamlands, a gossamer traveler on their bright breeze, lit up by mad good pedal steel that sets one fluttering inside. Whiffs of the Dead's "Space" excursions and Can's unbound flow abound on Drone Trailer, a work that thrives on captivating intangibles.
Enjoy the title track live last month at Cake Shop in NYC.
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