Holy folk music Batman...how much can one man take? Seriously, someone has got to stop the insanity before the world becomes terminally depressed and loses the will to live. I love a rustic day in the country as much as the next guy, but it seems like most of the independent music community have hopped on to their fixed gear bicycles and headed out the countryside with acoustic guitars in hand. While a vast majority of these folks/artists/bands are so trite it pains me to even think of them, there are exceptions. One of those exceptions is Cory Chisel & the Wandering Sons.
Cory's album Old Believers is a windswept, dusty, countrified rock and roll record that sounds something like a alt-country version of Fleetwood Mac, Wilco if they were rednecks, or Kings of Leon on lithium. It's all lilting shuffly stuff that's pastoral, picturesque, and emotionally charged. Loaded with pedal steel guitar, strings, quietly humble girl/boy vocals, and gorgeous melodies Old Believers is a completely listenable record that's firmly in touch with it's country roots while not being afraid to let their hair down a bit.
If you love things that are woodsy, intimate, and endearing you'll love what Cory Chisel & The Wandering Sons have done here. Old Believers is an entertaining record that's austere and lost in a prairie. Not necessarily the catchiest thing on the planet, Old Believers still manages to stay riveting thanks to it's down home musical stylings.
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