Sun Drift sound like a band, playing to one another, sat round in a circle in a recording studio, like The Byrds, or erm The Beatles. Pure old school. In fact they're not at all. From what I can gather they're actually pretty much a one man band, or at least driven by the guiding vision of one man, Sheffield's Zach Barfoot.
It's tribute to his savvy and execution that Sund Drift sound very much an eight or ten legged concern rather than a largely two legged one. Latest album Lucky, (from last year), their second, is an incredibly accomplished record, making the case that the song, in the way we used to consider it, is not quite dead just yet.
The whole record positively purrs with melody and quiet assurance. Elliott Smith, Bill Ryder-Jones and Beirut are obvious precursors but Barfoot has sufficient talent and purpose of his own to make his own thing of them. Altogether rather lovely.
This is very much a piece in terms of its mood and flow. Best listened to at a single sitting in a warm living room. Barfoot is a sharp, self-contained talent and I look forward greatly to what he comes up with next.
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