The Year of Magical Drinking

I hate how people are always comparing other
bands to Wilco, so I won't do that
to Apex Manor. But I guess by even mentioning them, I'm implicitly
saying there is some comparison. Oh well, everyone knows I'm
a total hack. I guess the comparisons come from a place of manicured
adult music that tends toward the country, but never really
strays from the pop. Stuff you can have on in the background
of a party that neither offends nor excites, but may elicit
a couple "who is this?" inquiries. Apex Manor, unlike those
who shall not be named seems to be much more of a solo effort
here, with soft edges and warm sounds to back lead singer, Ross
Flournoy's, late night voice. Everything is kind of beer soaked
and smelling of tube amps and cigarettes. Not a complete departure
from Flournoy's old band, The
Broken West, but less sun drenched and hard attempting (he's
from Cali after all!) and more traditional in its approach.
It's not my normal thing, but it's a decent album with a few
standouts and an obvious concentration on songwriting. I could
definitely put it on at a party with my adult friends (not that
I have children friends) and they would find themselves bopping
a little bit -- as I understand all adults bop just a bit. |
Musical Connections:
The Broken
West
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