“The Gospel According to Blind Uncle Harry” proves to be a delightful trip
A warm communal spirit runs through Blind Uncle Harry’s strangely inspirational “The Gospel According to Blind Uncle Harry”. The ancient rhythms and sounds of the album feel so welcoming as if they had always existed. Group play simply stuns for they all listen to each other giving plenty of space for the sounds to spread. Careful melodies recall a little bit of the weird folk movement in how it celebrated the past by putting its own spin on it. Forgoing the electric works wonders as well for it gives the atmosphere a rustic charm.
“Long Lonesome Tune” sets the tone for the album featuring a blissful jaunty tempo. Going for a childlike sense of wonder is “Cry Me A Rainbow” whose inclusion of so much color feels profound. On “Song For The Revolution” they offer a different view of the sadness that consumer culture inevitably brings people. The delightful ramshackle of “Savannah Kentuckiana” explores the happiness that comes from truly embracing rural America. Incredible strings dominate the lovely “Strip Mining My Heart”. Quiet with a bit of reflection is “Sunny Afternoon”. Bringing things to a fantastic conclusion is the weirdness of the ode “It’s All Fucked”.
“The Gospel According to Blind Uncle Harry” proves to be a delightful trip, one where Blind Uncle Harry draws from past originators of the sound of Americana like John Fahey to the more recent musings of Joanna Newsom.