ARTiST: Monsters Of Folk
ALBUM: Monsters Of Folk
BiTRATE: 193kbps avg
QUALiTY: EAC Secure Mode / LAME 3.97 Final / -V2 --vbr-new / 44.100Khz
LABEL: Rough Trade
GENRE: Indie
SiZE: 79.15 megs
PLAYTiME: 0h 54min 37sec total
RiP DATE: 2009-09-18
STORE DATE: 2009-09-18
Track List:
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01. Dear God (Sincerely M.O.F.) 5:07
02. Say Please 2:48
03. Whole Lotta Losin' 2:45
04. Temazcal 3:49
05. The Right Place 3:48
06. Baby Boomer 2:53
07. Man Named Truth 3:51
08. Goodway 2:01
09. Ahead Of The Curve 3:40
10. Slow Down Jo 3:21
11. Losin' Yo' Head 4:37
12. Magic Marker 3:20
13. Map Of The World 4:24
14. The Sandman, The Brakeman And 3:23
Me
15. His Master's Voice 4:50
Release Notes:
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When My Morning JacketÆs Jim James, Bright EyesÆ Conor Oberst and Mike Mogis,
and singer-songwriter M. Ward first got together in 2004 they were just
beginning to emerge as major voices of independent music. What started out as a
casual tour among friends swapping songs has evolved into a more fully developed
partnership on this debut album. ôMonsters of Folkö is the tongue-in-cheek
moniker for their union, an indie-rock answer to the Traveling Wilburys. And
like the Wilburys, there is a casual affability to this self-titled debut
(Shangri-La Records) that sometimes eludes the participants when left on their
own. Indeed, ôWhole Lotta LosinÆ ö sounds like it couldÆve been lifted from the
WilburysÆ 1988 debut. With three top-tier songwriters, each with a distinctive
voice and tone (JamesÆ otherworldly swoon, OberstÆs quivering cry, WardÆs
confiding rasp), and a gifted multi-instrumentalist in Mogis, thereÆs enough
talent to create an ego overload, in keeping with most all-hype, no-substance
ôsupergroupö outings. But Monsters of Folk sounds surprisingly organic, the
foursome functioning as a self-contained group. The common ground for all is
musical Americana, steeped in country and a hint of gospel. But weird
atmospheric twists abound, from the Caribbean-flavored ôSlow Down Joö to the
soul prayer ôDear God (Sincerely M.O.F.).ö Excesses are tempered and Oberst in
particular has rarely sounded as focused as he does on the sultry ôTemazcalö and
the bluegrass-flavored road song ôMan Named Truth.ö The album could stand a
little pruning; it contains 15 songs when a dozen wouldÆve sufficed. But in
contrast to most such talent summits, the sum is often greater than the parts.