Back in April I went to Schubas to see Blake Sennet’s new band Night Terrors of 1927. They were sandwiched between two bands I either hadn’t heard of or didn’t care about at the time. So I got to the show late, watched Night Terrors, and then left. The opening band that night was The Wind And The Wave. Having now heard their new LP (several times), I feel like a fool for not getting there early.
The duo capitalize on the recent popularization of americana in pop music. Generally I am against bands like this-Lumineers type stuff-but they do everything so perfectly that it’s impossible not to like. The marriage of lyric and melody is often so perfectly crafted that it feels like this record should have come out by now, written by a world famous band with many accolades and sales. Dwight Baker and Patricia Lynn may not be there yet, but with From The Wreckage they are well on their way.
The album is completely full of great material. 11 tracks, all containing great elements of production that don’t always make it on to a record with this kind of music. They blend bluegrass and country with full-fledged rock n roll and pop to create a compelling sound that draws you in and doesn’t let go.
My favorite song comes toward the end and it’s called “The Heart It Beats The Thunder Rolls.” Whether that’s a nod to the Garth Brooks classic I have no idea, but it certainly could be. It’s kind of sexy in a Sade way, with a deep bass groove and soft caresses of guitar. But really, it’s the lyrics that always bring me back:
“I aint waiting on no repo man, I aint looking for a sign
No, I don’t want a fucking picket fence
See I just wanna make you mine
Cause I’ve been riding on a carousel and I wanna get off, I wanna get off”
They’ve been on the road for most of the year, so I’m not sure if they’ll be touring in the fall (though I assume they will). You can pick up From The Wreckage right not on iTunes or buy the vinyl directly from them!
Also I’m just posting this picture that they used to promote their single-it’s Lauren Willow White of Night Terrors Of 1927 (shot by me that night at Schubas)