The paragon madman of indie dances with gods that are thousands of years old.
You have to give David Eugene Edwards one thing: you hear this voice again and again among thousands. And it doesn’t lose its appeal, because no one else has the frenzied priest so inscribed in it. MERCURIAL SILENCE is – alongside the extensive catalog of his bands 16 Horsepower and Wovenhand – the third album under his own name – and quite a surprise.
Because it’s about a cloud wolf “Hexameter”about a mythical savior, about millennia-old gods from Mesopotamia and the souls of sacred cows, about the really deep things, all the time, everywhere and at any time, because the voices in the head just won’t go away. But musically, the paragon of indie rock is more tidy and congruent than it has been for a long time.
While many recent releases have been rather unfocused and erratic, Edwards takes on songs like “Flaxstaff” now even the tempo that we knew from 16 Horsepower, banjo included, and the madness becomes galloping again. In “Geush Urvan” This concentration then finds an almost sunny melancholy. David Eugene Edwards probably won’t come closer to a summer song again.
