The banner of Cosmic American Music has been co-opted so often in the past few years that it’s become virtually meaningless. It’s strange, though, how few players in the current Americana boom have chosen to graft country songforms onto billowing psychedelia. Especially when Canyon’s UK debut proves how effective it can be.
There are obvious parallels to fellow travellers My Morning Jacket and The Radar Brothers, even Uncle Tupelo, but the way these songs spiral from earthbound laments into grandiose spacerock is original and often remarkable. Looks like the alt.country cabal just found their Pink Floyd.
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