The worst thing you can say about music is that it hurts anyone. That she still has edges neither corners where one could encounter. That they could hear each quasi. Exactly true for Wild Mind. It is understandable for two but very similar albums to collect and process new ideas. It is also traceable to undergo a complete makeover to your music if one of your own style no longer likes. But everything does not stand out from the crowd emphasize the stadium Rocks, per se so a death sentence for artists of all genres, completely incomprehensible to me. It's not the Banjo lacks, nor the folk guitar, but it is the absence of moments that illustrate a why currently listening to this album that interferes here. Only once or twice in the preliminary song "The Wolf" and "Snake Eyes" is such a thing as originality. But these moments are gone quickly. The single "Believe" has passes after a few worn, songs like "Wild Mind" and "Just Smoke" run by without leaving a lasting impression. The strings in "Broad-Shouldered Beast" are cheesy to obnoxious. It lacks above all the energy that the folky Mumford & Sons has identified. The songs rippling, with few exceptions, to himself and energetic outbursts are scarce. Marcus Mumford's voice that was a central element in the folk-rock songs of the two predecessors, here acts smoothly and calmly. Would not stay here draufstehen "Mumford & Sons", but a newcomer band, this album would have no attention. It will find its fans, especially radio audience, but it will alienate a lot of old fans. Mumford & Sons wanted to risk something, but at the end they have chosen the path of least resistance and - do anybody more hurt.
