Eight
Merge
2013
Rating: 6 strong backs out of 10
You'd never know it from the title of the album, but that is the eighth record the Radar Bros. have released. Is it possible for a band to sound like an area? Because all I've ever been able to think of when I hear these guys is the central valley of California. Maybe it's because they remind me of a slightly countrified version of Grandaddy with a tinge of Pink Floyd; maybe it's because I actually saw them once in a neat old theater in some run down central valley town, opening for Grandaddy; or maybe I'm just full of shit. All valid reasons.
I've only given this a few listens, but it isn't punching me in the ears like many of their past releases have. I highly doubt they ever top the outstanding "The Singing Hatchet" from 1999, an all-time favorite of mine, but fairly or unfairly I always have that benchmark in the back of my head. That's not to say this is a bad record by any measure, but when I listen to "Eight" it makes me want to put on "Hatchet."
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