Sam Gleaves is a Virginian musician who fell in love with Appalachian music the second he tried to play it. The tradition, community, and passion of telling stories through music was something that drew Gleaves to this genre. Coming from a family of storyteller’s it seemed like a no-brainer and he’s done a good job of honoring not only his family but the music itself. Ain’t We Brothers is traditional folk that sounds as if it spans the ages and traditions of the Appalachian Mountains and it does so with endearment and honesty.
Ain’t We Brothers is
the sound of nights spent outside on the porch spinning tales of dusty trails, wilderness
adventures, heartbreak and love. It’s
not an overly complicated album but it doesn’t have to be, because in the grand
tradition of this music all you need is a banjo (maybe a fiddle) and a story to
share. As such, the record is a brilliant tribute to all the traditions
intertwined in the mountains and features a smattering of Gleaves original
material as well as a few old favorites that he gives a heartwarming folksy
feel to. I’m not generally a fan of such
music but the charming and enthralling songs sound like they came from another
century. It’s good stuff.
In a world consumed by the Internet it’s nice to see that
some still yearn to live the simple life.
Ain’t We Brothers is a world
where intimate communication has more value than a text. It’s something that we as a society are
slowing forgetting and I applaud Sam Gleaves for embracing the tradition of
Appalachian music. It doesn’t get much
more rustic than Ain’t We Brothers and
that’s its greatest strength. This is a
great record to just sit on the porch and watch the world go by to and that’s
always a good thing.
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