Punch Drunk

Punch Brothers
Album: Punch
Song: Alex

Certain types of music should only be listened to at certain times.  Opera, for example, is best ingested on grey, slightly depressing, cool-ish fall mornings, when the warm, rich tones and characteristic opulence are particularly filling.  Summer evenings are perfectly suited to the clean lines of jazz.  And the frigid dead of winter begs for the passion of punk.

And the Punch Brothers?  Well, as far as I can tell they go down smooth in the middle of a hot summer's night with the sluggish damp condensing on moon-cooled windows.  Poetic imagery for the win, baby.

Emo bluegrass?  Is that what this is?  Eh, doesn't matter.  Tasty musicianship and a singer with pipes worthy of...ummm...Coldplay are a winning combination.  Can't say I'd want to listen to this every day.  Or every night.  But this evening...it's perfect.