At Echo Lake
Album | Woods
A giant leap forward.
Woods are probably the most conventional band signed to the rambunctiously noisy Woodsist label, home to some of the most gloriously weird bands NYC has to offer, and their fifth album represents a giant leap forward in both skill and accessibility. While the duo’s previous albums often sounded like strummy freak-folk jams recorded in a haunted barn, At Echo Lake offers an abundance of lovely, fully-developed songs (“Blood Dries Darker,” “Suffering Season”) that venture well beyond the tossed-off sketches of previous releases. Jeremy Earl’s voice is also a revelation: with a twangy yelp that lands squarely in Neil Young territory, Earl has apparently finally learned how to properly sing, turning what used to be a quirky distraction into something totally beautiful. At Echo Lake is one of 2010's sweetest and most unassuming surprises.
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