I owe Iron & Wine a lot because their last record was playing when I first made out with the woman who ended up being my wife, but I’m kinda going along with the flow of people saying this new record’s a bit too polished. Once or twice, it even heads into that dreaded “James Taylor, getting funky with the worldbeat” territory.
Still, it’s too early to give up, and this track’s been stuck in my head for weeks. I love this minute the most, the way all these wordless vocals soar off in different directions: