This split release is born of friendship rather than obvious musical similarities. Still, there is a commonality in that both artists share an emotional intensity with a marked tendency for maudlin feelings directed inwards.
In addition, they each favour the earthier, more human qualities which analogue recordings provide. Woodpigeon are therefore keen to highlight the use of a vintage stylophone while Rob St. John proudly announces that the instrumentation includes a 1960s tube organ, harmonium and analogue synth. This retro philosophy also accounts for the 10" vinyl format although a downloadable version is available as a concession to 21st century tastes.
The three Woodpigeon tracks were recorded "quick and dirty" one wintry night in Montreal. The result is a fuzzy psych-folk mix which gives the impression the band were huddled together in the small studio space for extra warmth.
The trio, led by Mark Hamilton on guitars and vocals, seem a little inhibited by the cold conditions which makes me think they'd sound better with a cleaner, warmer Teenage Fanclub style production. Maybe we'll hear some greater variety on their forthcoming album called TROUBLE which is scheduled for release late 2015.
Those familiar with Rob St John's previous releases, will know that he is not the kind of artist inclined to put you in a summery mood. I imagine Autumn and Winter are his favourite seasons, and picture him huddled contently in front of a log fire.
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With each record, his vocals seems to get deeper and slower so it's not surprising that the two songs here take on quite a sombre character.
Young Sun is, for all that, a love song of sorts; or at least could be construed as a musical declaration of respect and/or devotion: "If I could change you, no I would not change you" is his 'I love you just the way you are' message.
The seven minutes of Folly is a kind of camp-fire song, albeit one that would be sung when the flames are all but extinguished. It closes with a solemn chant "They have become solid, they have become raw".
Arguably, these artists would benefit from a few days in a sunnier climate yet my suspicion is that even then they'd be inclined to sing of clouds rather than silver linings.
The authenticity lies in such resolute gloominess.
Woodpigeon's website
Rob St John's website
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