At a point where seductive soul washes over minimalist blues, where jazz ornateness is carried along by a hint of rock weight, where country dexterity meets pop accessibility, you find Boom Boom Boom. I have talked about The Jorgensens being the perfect torchbearer for American roots music, custodians of all those cool and idiosyncratic New World styles and sounds before. Well, this is where it all comes together perfectly in astute and pleasing ways.
Despite a title that sounds bombastic and full of bravado, Boom Boom Boom’s pulse is a gentle and understated one, and The Jorgensens know only too well the power of underplaying their sonic hand. Lesser mortals would aim for punch and power, but here, things remain spacious enough to allow all manner of light and atmosphere to get in.
This space means all the instrumentation has room to work its magic, from muted brass to snake-like guitar runs, skittering percussion to pulsating bass sounds. Of course, the vocals are framed perfectly, never having to fight to be heard or struggle to remain in the spotlight. After all, with an arrangement this deft, everyone gets to be heard, and everyone remains in the spotlight.
There is an art to being subtle. It is an art which pays dividends. It is an art which The Jorgensens excel at.
