I've documented the wonders of Native Harrow before. Just recently. Just loved their album of last year, Happier Now. They're back already with another, Closeness. I'm pleased to report it's another winner.
Mired in Hippy Dippy loveliness of the early Seventies, the record takes its times to unwrap its charms . Devin Tuel, whose quite lovely, spectral voice fronts the Native Harrow experience is a siren in the tradition of Joni and Laurel Canyon. She has a calm, confident stillness in terms of her delivery that quite casts a spell.
Just once a song dips into time travel cliche, with Carry On, but apart from this Tuel and her partner in crime Stephen Harms, have the songs to back up the vision. This should do much to raise the profile of the band as masters of this particular nostalgic sub-genre, alongside similarly minded types like Weyes Blood and Natalie Prass.
A proper balm of an album. A warm bath to lower yourself into and luxuriate in, Closeness barely misses a beat. Treat yourself.
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