If some music is like a quick hit of alcohol, packing an unseen sucker punch, an adrenaline shot, instantaneous and short-lived, Ann, the latest single from The Midnight Shepherds, is like experiencing a fine wine, something to be sipped and appreciated, something that works its magic on you slowly.
That opening guitar run is the gentle pop of the cork, that first chord change, the sumptuous initial sip, and by the time the vocals come in, it has already begun to seduce you.
But, at the risk of taking this analogy to breaking point, actually, damn it, I’m going to anyway, by the time you have hit that scintillating solo, you are not only beginning to feel drunk on its intoxicating sonic pleasures, you can also feel the weight of the whole history of Napa Valley wine production bearing down on you. And, by Napa Valley wine production, I mean the entire hundred-plus years of the story of Blues.
The Midnight Shepherds; the only music where proof of age is a requirement.
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