limited indies only remastered oxblood lp. the brothers head expanded on their seminal work as the pale fountains in true brit pop style with shack and, whilst this album might come from their post-reformation period, it's a wondrous work of captured yearning and indelible lyricism. these are magical songs, psychedelic folk songs of the finest head brothers vintage. sleepy-eyed, wistful and mystical, yet crafted with a cunning and acute dexterity beyond just about anybody you can think of. showcasing john’s slow, shy emergence as a songwriter to challenge his brother (on the sparkling, heartbreaking ‘miles apart’ and ‘carousel’ , and the spun-out ‘kilburn high road’ ) , toasting mick’s newest confirmation as the most unrecognised genius of his or any other generation (the ode to his bro, ‘byrds turn to stone’ , the mariachi horns that break open the slow folk fog of ‘meant to be’ , the two lullaby bookends ..and on , and on) . “the journey we’ve had together has been beautifully turbulent”, laughs john. “but there’s times when we glide and we’re gliding forward now” mick agrees. “making this album has been frantic, chaos, carnage, intense : the normal way with us. but it doesn’t sound like that. that’s all that matters. the story is what it is. but so are the songs and so are the records. because we’re good.”
