
A couple years ago, he started Espers, a trio that makes haunting, psych-folk that sounds like a sort of a wow gold creepy Donovan. There's a medieval, frolicking element that evokes a foggy stagecoach ride in the marshes (wtf?) in my mind. Sorry about the specific imagery but see if 'Voices' doesn't make you see that too.
Anyway, I discovered Espers through their singer, Greg Weeks, who is pretty amazing. He's been on the Philadelphia indie/weird-noise scene for a few years now and I saw him play in Oakland once and it was one of those neat things where you had never heard before but totally liked it right away.
His stuff is kinda melancholy and creepy and sweet all at the same time. There's weird little keyboard noises from an and umm, it was 3 years ago and I can't remember much else except I super liked it and it was worth waiting through all these other bands to see him. |