10 Songs, 42 Minutes

EDITORS’ NOTES

Nine albums in, Woods are comfortable in their identity as perennial Brooklynite psych-folkers. City Sun Eater In the River of Light doesn’t drift far from the laconic path they’ve tread, but add delightful, surprising side-trips. You can hear their aspirations on songs like “Can’t See It All,” fragrant with ‘70s deep-crate touches, and “Hollow Home,” with its deep Beach Boys vibes. “Sun City Creeps” has subtle Graceland touches while “The Take” shifts into psych-freakout overdrive around the 3:12 mark. Jeremy Earl’s thin falsetto drapes over the songs like an elegant veil, providing a steadying warmth that carries the album.

EDITORS’ NOTES

Nine albums in, Woods are comfortable in their identity as perennial Brooklynite psych-folkers. City Sun Eater In the River of Light doesn’t drift far from the laconic path they’ve tread, but add delightful, surprising side-trips. You can hear their aspirations on songs like “Can’t See It All,” fragrant with ‘70s deep-crate touches, and “Hollow Home,” with its deep Beach Boys vibes. “Sun City Creeps” has subtle Graceland touches while “The Take” shifts into psych-freakout overdrive around the 3:12 mark. Jeremy Earl’s thin falsetto drapes over the songs like an elegant veil, providing a steadying warmth that carries the album.

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