The Headless Horseman is a Preacher
My first thought is a twisted cross between Rio-era Duran Duran and Death Cab For Cutie. Sometimes I wonder what’s wrong with me. The packaging on this is beautiful, very D.I.Y indie, and the music fits in perfectly. There’s a very glam rock feel to the emotion, to the lyrical movement of the songs. Like digging David Bowie out of a Velvet Goldmine. The music is distant and minimal, lots of keyboard grooves and moves, and some guitar that drifts mellow as waves. Then it drifts into some strange psychedelic sorrow story, making all the little children cry.
Smokeylung, 943 N. Jackson, Bloomington, IN 47404; http://www.smokeylung.com