Back in July, the indie-music blogosphere didn't know what to do with itself when Girls released the single "Vomit." The near seven-minute jam, complete with soul-singer backup vocals, was all hipsters needed to become obsessed with the San Francisco band. One listen through of their sophomore LP, The Father, Son, Holy Ghost, and you, too, will buy the hype.
The Buddy Holly-esque opening track "Honey Bunny" is '50s sunshine pop for the modern age. The balance of the tracks will intrigue you. The up-and-down moods that are established from song to song are a thing of beauty. One song will bounce you along like the tambourine shake of "Magic," and the next, "Forgiveness," will have you staring into space to the dreaminess of Christopher Owens’s vocals, which build over a jumble of guitars till the climactic end. Owens sings as if he is heartbroken but on the prowl. It is a weary yet confident tone, and it's strangely satisfying.
Like the trinity that gives the album its name, the songs make up a cohesive whole. Individually, the tracks are solid, but as a single piece, the album is near perfect.
- Album: Father, Son, Holy Ghost
- Artist: Girls
- Label: True Panther Sounds
- Songs: (1) Honey Bunny (2) Alex (3) Die (4) Saying I Love You (5) My Ma (6) Vomit (7) Just A Song (8) Magic (9) Forgiveness (10) Love Like a River (11) Jamie Marie