It’s been three years since Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros first debuted the magic of ‘Home’; the musical commune of beautiful souls preaching love and harmony, hopped on the festival circuit touching everyone they came in contact with, myself included.
Alex Ebert is the most genuine and kind man of music I have ever had the pleasure the meeting.
While most bands spend their festival days locked behind barricades and on side stages drinking imported beer, Alex and his band mates can usual be found riding their bikes through the crowds ready to chat with anyone and everyone.
Keeping that magic in mind, it’s hard not to listen to their new album, Here, and not picture Alex’s soulful, kind blue eyes staring and singing into you.
The band’s new album is even more eclectic than the last. In fact, I feel as though I’m listening to an unreleased album by the incredible string band.
The choir-like vocals, striped down guitars and psychedelic horns form the perfect soundtrack for a hippy daydream.
There is a much more gospel feel to this album: the lyrics touch on religion and God, and the music takes you to a campfire scene outside your Westfalia, swaying and singing Kumbaya.
I have a feeling I’ll be making daisy chains to this album all summer.