Sean O’Hagan and his merry band of High Llamas aren’t quite as prolific as they once were back in the 1990s, but their latest effort, the all-too-brief “musical narrative,” Here Come The Rattling Trees, is a great reminder of the group’s myriad charms. From the very first note, the listener is transported to a sonic space that really no other band can conjure up, filled with elegant arrangements, buoyant and bubbling keyboards, wistful melodies and crisp Tropicalia rhythms. Beautiful stuff, as usual.
By nature, the Llamas make a subtle, modest sound, but it’s one that deepens and expands on repeat listens. Here Come The Rattling Trees is the High Llamas first full-length in five years; let’s hope it’s just the beginning of a resurgence from O’Hagan and co. words / t wilcox