Tuesday, September 01, 2009


This set of really, really beautiful songs from Belfast, Maine’s Caethua just missed the southern winter, but if you’re reading this from the northern hemisphere, get ready to have your Christmas season enriched by these idyllic rural gems. This exceptionally pretty pastoral folk sounds like it's made of cottages, dusk, midwinter bonfires, denim and wool, contentment. On this track from Caethua's new double-EP set, Clare Hubbard's vocals duel with a sinewy, volatile piano while the wind howls at the door. It's a captivating atmosphere, and one that works so well that later, when the clarinets creep in, they sound less like a baroque pop flourish than the wind given voice, humming along to the melody. Honestly, it’s hard to think of anything more pleasing to listen to at the tail end of the day, even if you can’t see trees out of your window. If you’ve got a set of headphones handy, close your eyes and commit five minutes to Caethua. It’ll make you a happier person.

[Caethua MySpace]

[Buy The Long Afternoon of Earth from Preservation]

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