Frightened Rabbit is Ill But They're Not Dead

I forgot to mention you can dance to it

Sounds Like: Ten years ago you left your mother and father and sisters and your best friend and your good friends and you promised to write and you meant what you said and you tried to you really really tried to call but there were waves and the night swallowed everyone and the food on the islands and those accents and all the sounds from across the desert and it's funny what makes you miss Kansas and you finally come back not for good but you return even if only for one day and we're all there and this is what we sound like when we finally see you again.

RIYL: Josh Ritter, Hefner, The Shins, Elvis Perkins, Richard Buckner

Reaction: It is difficult to hate a defenseless fluffy mammal. It's even harder to listen to Scottish alt-folk-singer-songwriter-laddie-lads Frightened Rabbit and not feel the hot rush of inspiration creeping through the notches in your spine. I have a tendency to gush about bands I like, but who can fault a band that opens with an emotional hurricane of a song and calls it "Modern Leper"? Surely this is a not a band for hipsters and scenesters, but a band for poets. Deftly shrouded in spirited harmonics lies the doubting voice of an anxious, confounded character. His are questions and revelations sung at top volume to portray their inspired nature--or so we are led to believe. He could, of course, be lying through his tilted Hibernian grill. Regardless, he's the only one I've heard who can sing "choo-choo train" and be taken seriously.

Band :: Frightened Rabbit

Album :: The Midnight Organ Fight

Song :: I Feel Better

Comments

Anonymous said…

I bought it am very very happy now. Its fall here and this sounds perfect playing through the house as the grey storms come over the mountains toward my house.

These two bands, you would like them cause these guys rip a little from the first, and the second is just great: The long winters. The lord dog bird.

DZ

22 September, 2008

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