Florist
The way *Florist* comes on is so quiet and unassuming, you might wonder if the band is actually playing music. That is, of course, until it’s obvious that they are, and that the rain and breeze and crickets that so unassumingly complement their songs aren’t just accessories but foundational: This is music about rivers that wants to make you pay more attention to rivers. Some songs stand out—“Red Bird Pt. 2,” “Sci - Fi Silence,” “Spring in Hours,” “Organ’s Drone”—but they’re best absorbed in the same casual, front-porch mode in which it sounds like the music was made, and through which vocalist Emily Sprague’s naive wisdom transmits.
19 tracks that culminate the decade-long journey of friendship and collaboration
Recorded in a rented house in the Hudson Valley, and weaving together found sounds with spontaneous music-making, the quartet’s self-titled album is as much an audio documentary as it is a folk album.
The Brooklyn quartet's self-titled fourth album finds them at their strongest and most hopeful.
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A heartfelt collection of loose and explorative folk songs, Florist's new album is a warm hug which asks the listener to smell the flowers every now and then.
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In a way, the fact that the newest, self-titled record by Brooklyn soft-folksters Florist begins with a song that uses the gentle chirp of the Hudson Valley’s crickets in the same way that the pride of Hoboken, NJ, did two and a half decades ago feels like a reaction to our current world, beamed to us from a far less fraught version of our lives.
Florist's new and self-titled LP, recorded in a rented house in New York’s Hudson Valley, integrates Emily Sprague’s resonant vocals, eloquent songwriting, and ambient leanings, while spotlighting the four-piece’s gift for subtle adornments, offering a sequence at once melodically lush, lyrically vivid, and texturally hypnotic. Instrumental opener “June 9th Nighttime” sets the album’s tone, blending