Martin Crane (of Brazos) / The Weather Station / Will Stratton
Wednesday, Aug 29, 2012 7:30 PM EDT
Union Hall, Brooklyn, NY
21 years and over
Brazos is Martin Crane. After releasing two solo EPs, Crane honed a 3-piece band in Austin, Texas, and released his first LP, Phosphorescent Blues, in November of 2009. Brazos has opened for White Denim, Vampire Weekend, Grizzly Bear, Wye Oak, Bowerbirds, and more. A new album is in the works.
Freed of expectation and ambition, safe in the hands of friends, the songs revealed themselves as folk songs, and it started to come easy. A good record is all timing, and this one was caught at just the right moment – the moment when a musician sets aside old habits and expectations, strips away the excess and finally just gets to the guts of the matter. In a matter of days, studio album abandoned, there was the record.
Lindeman’s lyrics stay close to home, detailing a creaking house in disrepair, a quiet side street, a seemingly idyllic summer; but also the heartache that comes in slyly, inexorably, as it always does, softly, like the moths that attack the flour. It’s beautiful, certainly, unabashedly so, but unsettled, all creeping nature, dirt and sweetness, accusation and acceptance. Short, small in scope, and curiously complete. Ten songs doing nothing more than speaking for themselves, quietly perhaps, but with grace, not one word out of place.