Sea Wolf on this blog, but their new album White Water, White Bloom totally exceeded all my expectations. I knew Sea Wolf as a band that made melancholy, orchestral folk music -the kind of music where the cello swells and the piano sways - the kind of music that's perfect for unseasonably cold autumn days. Now, don't get me wrong, the band still maintains that sepia-tinged aesthetic, but they've added something more to the mix.
White Water finds the band in touch with a newfound urgency. There's a stomp and a crunch and the songs pound, pound, pound (seriously, check out the percussion on "O Maria!") and are just about the grandest thing this side of the Arcade Fire. I am having a serious love affair with this album, guys. In the words of Tracy Morgan (or should I say Tracy Jordan?), I want to take this band behind the middle school and get it pregnant. So. Much. Love.
Wicked Blood - Sea Wolf
O Maria! - Sea Wolf
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