This is one of those albums you just know is going to get reissued in thirty years time by a label like Numero as a lost hippy folk touchstone - not so much because it's a classic in the making, but rather because it has that oddly generic, archetypical folk feel to it, much like that Propinquity album that got exhumed from the vaults last year. Strictly speaking, a review of this record could begin and end with a single line: it's a bit like Espers. That would be doing these guys something of a disservice though (however succinct and accurate an appraisal it may be). The album features a wealth of beardy psych jams with a very similar delivery (and instrumental setup) to the Philadelphian troupe, although there's an extra dimension of Brit-folk authenticity and resonance with Thistletown - they are actually British. It's still difficult getting past the image though. Maybe these guys live in that M. Night Shyamalan movie The Village and they just need someone to tell them that it's neither the eighteenth century nor 1971 (when everyone in an acid folk band dressed like it was the eighteenth century). Whatever, I'm still rather glad to have heard this.
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