Vocalist Colin Meloy is one really fantastic storyteller, a wizard of description - in the span of just a couple of minutes of song, he beautifully captures a glimpse of a person, the essence of a place, visions of times long past. More often than not, these tales harken back to an unknown and seemingly mythic time of pantaloons and petticoats, chimney sweeps and legionnaires, when the "air was thick with incense and cardamom and myrrh". He's also wicked smart - as comfortable declining Latin in a song as he is referencing an Ingres painting - but everything seems effortless, seamlessly tying together with the music - the upright bass, acoustic guitar, accordion, and other smart orchestration - in a delightful package.
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