FUZZY LIGHTS ‘Burials’

For a few seconds we thought Fuzzy Lights were having some fun after listening to a few Fairport Convention albums. Drawn in by esoteric couplets – ‘’sink your teeth in my skin, mother’s milk here within’’ – we begin to admire how folklore and fantasy are woven into the fabric of the group’s nuanced approach. However, this being our first encounter with the Cambridge based group, we didn’t see the clouds gathering. Lean guitar lines become a fearsome electrical tempest of distortion, and ruination appears to be at hand. Somehow. Fuzzy Lights harness the power of the onslaught, and craft a folk rock opus Dinosaur Jr would be proud of. Don a sturdy sou’wester and dive in.