Rainy Day Music? Old proven quality!

The Jayhawks stomping around the country-Alt-rock pasture since 1985 and rotated in and out of fashion with monotonous regularity. Frankly dipped Terminalmediocrity on. But surprisingly, there is a sense of renewed purpose and fired-up creativity on rainy days music, the supported quality of songwriting and earthy, evocative production jobs by Ethan Johns.
From the sparkling vocal harmonies in the likes of all legal grounds for swampy, is south-flavored ambience of the madman (the mentioned more than a hint of bitter tributary of the eagle), this is what the Jayhawks have struggled during all this time.
The disc moved slightly from its country roots in pure bang area and makes the world do not get in your way is the kind of big-chorus, big-bang, string-driven epic, you could have expected from crowded house. A Joy.