I’m calling this a mini-review because I’m not a trained music critic, and because I’m not all I have to go on are my tastes. That and the fact that I don’t have time to cover all of the excellent songs on this CD. So without further ado, here’s my mini-review of Sigh No More:
For a song with such an uninteresting name, White Blank Page is truly tempestuous. It starts softly like a clear autumn day, but quickly becomes a brash raging thunder storm. It’s a sonic cyclone that whips you around.
Little Lion Man is truly an awesome song. It grabs you from the get-go and doesn’t let go. In fact, it’s the best musical interpretation of Maurice Sendak’s classic Where The Wild Things Are that I’ve ever heard. The perspective seems to switch seamlessly from Max to Carol and back. And Marcus, bold choice to put the “F-Word” in little Max’s mouth that way. Bold choice. I kid here, but who hasn’t ever felt like an “f-up” at some point?
Winter Winds is simultaneously melancholy and hopeful. Melancholy, because it is a meditation on mortality; and hopeful, because while we are alive there is love, and in love a chance to leave a warm legacy.
I wish I had time to cover The Cave and the title track Sigh No More, as they are almost Psalmic in tone and presentation. I may be alone in this, but I can almost hear David singing The Cave as he comes out of Adullam. Indeed, as is the case withe the best folk music, Mumford & Sons deal with universal, biblical, themes in a most engaging manner. It is soul candy. I know this comes from a different era–and genre–but I think Marcus Mumford, lyrically, is the Kerry Livgren of the aughts. Carry on, my wayward son.
What are your favorite Mumford tracks?