Although the Band of Horsesโ€™ latest album Mirage Rock doesnโ€™t drop until Sept. 18, the Charleston City Paper scored an advance copy of this highly anticipated disc from Charlestonโ€™s indie rock heroes. Hereโ€™s what two City Paper staffers had to say about Mirage Rock.

Ben Bridwell channels Cat Stevens

One of the things I appreciated about Band of Horsesโ€™ last album, 2010โ€™s Infinite Arms, was the mystery in the lyrics. You got the sense that singer Ben Bridwell was telling some deeply personal stories, but you couldnโ€™t put your finger on exactly what had happened. There was an awkward encounter in a hotel elevator, a romantic memory triggered by a pack of Now and Laters, and something about putting โ€œa bullet in my Kia Lorenzo/a kitchen knife up to my face.โ€ The narratives were never crystal-clear, but the details worked as impressionism.

Iโ€™ve been listening to Mirage Rock all week, and I just donโ€™t hear that sort of songwriting anymore. In its place, thereโ€™s some light philosophizinโ€™ (โ€œIf better things come to those who wait/Then bitterness left for all too lateโ€) and stock nostalgia (โ€œIt still looks the same/They remember my name, stepping in for a cupful/This big-city man, I used to rumble with him back in high schoolโ€). Maybe itโ€™ll grow on me with time. Right now, my favorite lyrical moment comes on the second track, โ€œHow to Liveโ€: โ€œGuess what/I lost my job/Itโ€™s just my luck.โ€ Simple as the blues and delivered with all the pathos Bridwell and the band can muster, it puts a little lump in my throat every time I listen.

Musically, there are some unexpected nods to โ€™70s soft rock on the albumโ€™s later songs. It turned me off at first, until I remembered that I actually like Cat Stevens (a.k.a. Yusuf Islam). Now, when the band isnโ€™t churning out the fast songs, I hear much of what I like about Stevensโ€™ songs โ€” the sensitivity, the earnestness โ€” without the parts that make me embarrassed to admit I listen to him โ€” you know, the schmaltz.

Infinite Arms didnโ€™t impress me at first, but in the two years and change since its release, it has wrapped its fuzzy arms around me. In the space of just a week, Mirage Rock has already come close to winning a convert. โ€”Paul Bowers

Mirage Rock is car-commercial ready

Todayโ€™s rock world โ€” where artists and bands have been scattered into genres and sub-genres and sub-sub-genres like buckshot fired from a 12-gauge shotgun โ€” is one of diminished expectations. Ten years ago, an established act would have considered anything less than 3 million records a failure, while todayโ€™s artists are more than happy with a mere 500,000, or even โ€” gasp โ€” a paltry 100,000. And so, we no longer gauge an albumโ€™s success on record sales. Thereโ€™s a new standard, a new definition of success.

If just one song from your album ends up in a car commercial, then youโ€™ve done well, but not great. But if one song ends up in car commercial, another in an NBA promo, and another in a movie trailer, well, thatโ€™s just about as good as it gets. And if those are the standards, then Band of Horses have finally made it big. This is not a criticism. This is a fact.

The bandโ€™s latest, Mirage Rock, is packed with tunes that are ripe for the picking. Case in point: the lead0-off track, โ€œKnock Knock.โ€ Itโ€™s easily the peppiest song Ben Bridwell and company have ever recorded, combining the pop sensibilities of Top 40-friendly Kings of Leon and indie rockers Built to Spill. If this doesnโ€™t wind up in the climatic scene of a rom-com in which the leading man chases after the leading lady for the big, sweeping finish in which he apologizes for being an idiot and lets his lady-love know that he loves her for being, you know, just the way she is. He could be Ashton Kutcher or Justin Timberlake or Joseph Gordon-Levitt. It doesnโ€™t matter. This song will be in a movie, most likely from somebody in Judd Apatowโ€™s gang. Which is cool. Apatow rocks. Seth Rogan rocks. Jonah Hill rocks. Jason Segel rocks. Paul Rudd rocks. Their careers have practically been building to this moment. As have Band of Horsesโ€™.

The fourth track, โ€œA Little Biblical,โ€ also has a future in Hollywood ahead of it, but itโ€™ll be on the small screen, not the big one. Decidedly less rocking than โ€œKnock Knock,โ€ โ€œA Little Biblicalโ€ is a crisp and clean little ditty, a genuine piece of ear candy if there ever was one. And some day in the not-too-distant future, you can bet your bottom dollar that itโ€™s going to be repurposed as the theme song for a Malcom in the Middle-esque sitcom.

Meanwhile, the low-key, sing-songy โ€œEverythingโ€™s Gonna Be Undoneโ€ is sure to wind up in one of those tech-gadget commercials, the ones that use old timey-sounding music to convey the message that the device in question is, one, easy to use, and, two, itโ€™s a frikkinโ€™ instant classic thatโ€™s right up their with the iPod and the iPhone and the iPad. (Unfortunately, itโ€™s not at all like any of those things; itโ€™s a cumbersome, counter-intuitive conundrum.)

Of course, none of this is meant to slag Mirage Rock. Itโ€™s the best disc Band of Horses have put out yet, and they rightfully deserve to be rewarded for it โ€” with one car commercial after another. Ben, Creighton Barrett, and the rest โ€” great job. Enjoy the dough. Youโ€™ve earned it. โ€”Chris Haire


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