The Upshot: There’s a folkier air to this record than in the past, which might appeal to Americana fans, and if you like catchy tunes, smart lyrics and commitment to vision, all in a shamelessly (but not obsequiously) Anglophilic style, you cannot go wrong.
BY MICHAEL TOLAND
OK, folks, here’s the damn deal. For years many of us have been talking about L.A.’s guitar pop janglers The Black Watch, and you’re still not paying enough attention. No matter that John Andrew Frederick writes songs the way you wish every college professor wrote ‘em: with careful attention to language but little patience for strained metaphors and thirty-dollar words, wrapped up in timeless guitar-based melodies. Never mind that the various versions of the band always treat Fredericks’ tunes with just the right amount of respect, keeping those hooks at the forefront while not being afraid to rough things up once in a while. Forget that there are few musical artists at any level who are as consistent as this one – over the course of three decades and fifteen albums, plus a bunch of EPs and a couple of compilations, there are, maybe, two mediocrities, and that has more to do with comparison to the rest of the catalog than it does the lack of quality on the releases themselves. Y’all really should wake up.
But fear not: you have another chance. TBW has just released Witches!, its sixteenth LP, on the thirtieth anniversary of its first full-length album St. Valentine. And unsurprisingly, it’s a doozy. There’s a folkier air to this record, which might appeal to you Americana types – more acoustic guitars, more of a rustic feel. Though Americana as a concept ain’t in the cards – there are more references to British locations, art and literature here than maybe any other record in Anglophile Frederick’s repertoire. “The Weird Sisters,” “From Hampstead Heath” and “Graymalkin Comes” directly invoke various U.K. icons; “Dances For Sad Footsteps Slow” doesn’t, but it adds a British prog feel to the band’s usual jangle pop and the title sounds like Romantic poetry. In other words, there’s nothing here that sounds like the Lumineers or whatever pop band parades across the charts in Americana drag these days. Plus there’s still plenty of electric guitar and fuzzy psych pop – “When We First Met” and the banging “Georgette, Georgette” have you covered if you want to play air guitar while you sing along.
Really, if you like catchy tunes, smart lyrics and commitment to vision, all in a shamelessly (but not obsequiously) Anglophilic style, you cannot go wrong with Witches! You just can’t. If you’re a browser of Trouser Press Record Guides, peruser of 120 Minutes, old school fan of Rodney on the ROQ or just someone who wonders if anyone’s continued the legacy set by the Beatles, the Kinks and the Move, The Black Watch is your meat. There’s no goddamn reason in the world you’re not chewing. So get to it, folks. No excuses.
DOWNLOAD: “Graymalkin Comes,” “Georgette, Georgette,” “Dances For Sad Footsteps Slow”