Mumford and sons
Apart from the baddies (because fuck the baddies are amazing, all live music should be like them!) these were my find of the dot to dot festival. I'm seeing them twice over the next month, Oxford and northampton they remind me so much of the decemberists it is untrue. And alas this brings me onto one issue I have with them- you know how bright eyes is so depressing and angry it's inspiring? These guys are kinda depressing in a really despondent way like morbidly the music's a little TOO haunting at times, the anger spills over at moments that are so poignant it makes you feel a little uncomfortable.
This isn't neccesarily a bad thing but I can see people being put off because of this, not me though because live they really are an event. They feel like how watching elbow after 10 years of playing together and 3 years before they broke must have felt; a bunch of guys who have played together for so long they are as tight as imaginable musically and know what each other are thinking and have a real feel for the evening and the way to sculpt it to maximise each particular audiences experience. I dig em but no album out yet, just enjoy the selection in the title.
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