There’s a famous said that says “Don’t judge a book by its cover.” Most of the time, a book publisher or a self-published writer doesn’t get the found or a great talent to have him designed a gorgeous front that pretty much sums up the whole story. However, there are times where the cover does justice and does gives you an exact idea of what you are about to read. Same happens with other arts out there, including music.
This brings me to our next artist, Josh Birdsong, who is back with his new album Where The Light Bends. Just as the front cover, the album is filled with cinematic tones blended with complex, yet simple melodies that grab your attention right from the first track.
“Complex Context” kicks off the record in a very 80s fashioned album. The ethereal vocals blends perfectly with the dreamy undertones. “The Sound Beneath The Static” still drags some of the layers from its predecessor, though this one feels a bit more of a traditional synth pop song in the veins of Owl City. The remain of the songs pretty much follows the same structure, making of this record a surreal journey into the mind of an arch-typical songwriter that even when it borrows from other familiar sounds, it knows how to keep things original and unique. This is a very contemplative record where not only you get lost in the sound, but you also tend to pay attention to the different layers and elements that makes of this an interesting material.
There ain’t nothing to complain, Nashville producer and frequent producer, Stephen Leiweke, has made another great job producing this album. He has comes to understand Josh on this album, and that has proven to be a great advantage as he knows now how to get the best out of him capturing all this different soundscapes trapped in Birdsong’s mind, awaiting to get out.
Criteria - 90%
In the end, Josh Birdsong has proven himself to be a Must Watch artist. He knows how to capture and blend mainstream elements without losing his own creative touch and vision. Even though most of the melodies were pretty much made up in a computer, etc. the record never feels manufactured. You get the soul and touch of an artist that keeps growing as time goes by.