One of the better surprises I've gotten in the mail lately was this record by Headdress, a beautifully handmade album out on Totem Songs. The album occupies a hazy brand of desert night blues caked in clay and baked by the setting sun. These are lonesome moon odes to desperate spaces; murky dreams full of easy venom and soft elixirs. Occupying the slim window where Brightblack Morning Light stop and Wooden Wand begins, the band carry themselves like troubadours of the last caravan West. A perfect accompaniment for whisky at 4 a.m. when the wind stills. The soft electric strum of strings vibrating off of the canyon walls and straight down the back of your spine. You should do yourself a favor and pick up a copy. Limited to 250.
[MP3] Headdress -Great Horned Owl
[MP3] Headdress -Skydye