I have nothing against folk music, per se, but I think it’s best experienced in the snug of a traditional pub, whilst drinking a pint of real ale, and played by women with long hair and floaty dresses, or men with straggly beards and chunky jumpers. Needless to say, fingers should be jammed firmly in lugholes.
This album is in the American west coast folk tradition of the 60s, but it sounds too clean and overproduced, lacking in any sense of authentic lived experiences. The general effect of it was to wash over me, and not have any impact. I suspect that they might be better live.
https://album.link/gb/i/1211881401
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