Listening to Miles Davis when I remembered a review needed done.
50s jazz club, rain lashing down on wintery windows reconciles seamlessly to classic Americana-from Cumbernauld, as it turns out.
‘Icarus’, new single by Vagabond Poets, calls to mind the swirling, mid-afternoon dust by the railroad tracks in an old-west, ramshackle happenstance of a community.
“Try to hold the flame I am so tempted by/ nothing makes me fell more alive.”
“As I took flight across a sea of faces/this dream of Icarus-you’re flying too high.”
These are the lyrics, this is the style, of people who know exactly what they’re doing, while experimenting with it even in the confines of a three-and-a-half-minute-song: their debut single.
Can’t wait to hear more.
Words: Simon Jones
