
Farce The Music Reviews: Great Peacock / Gran Pavo Real

Your place for teen-angst and empowerment, this group of rockers is putting out an album in just over a week to soothe your sexual desires. Until then, lead singer Emma Sky and friends are sharing this bright and shiny single with us. If you’re a garage rock fan with a craving for the sharp lyrics, this is your jam. READ MORE…
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Spitting stories of love, loss and pain, Nashville’s Great Peacock?? comprised of lead singer and guitarist Andrew Nelson, guitarist Blount Floyd, drummer Nick Recio and bass player Frank Keith IV ?? challenge the very notion of genre, dismantling tradition and blurring the lines between rock ‘n roll, conventional folk music and true Americana. As fixtures in the Southern festival circuit including Shakey Knees, they’ve shared stages with an abundance of equally-minded noise-makers, including Colter Wall, Hurray for the Riff Raff, Cage the Elephant, American Aquarium, Margo Priceand Jonathan Tyler.
The band is gearing up for the release of their upcoming second album, Gran Pavo Real (out Mar. 30 via Ropeadope Records), which is Spanish for Great Peacock. Their craft is instinctual, enlivened by their electric and nimble playing, gripping lyrical insight and Nelson’s eviscerating vocals. Their grooves run thick, like on standouts like “Rattlesnake” (a swampy, mid-tempo song that relates a poisonous relationship to a slithering serpent) and “Heartbreak Comin’ Down.” They also manage to cut right to the bone, particularly when they deal in restraint. “Take a little time to make things right / Make a little love in the middle of the night,” Nelson ruminates on the languid and smokey “Oh Deep Water.”
The tension and sweltering unease comes in waves across 10 tracks, often brittle and heartbreaking, other times ferocious and sharp. “A peacock has so many colors, and that’s what we want our sound to be like. It’s clearly rock ‘n roll. It’s clearly country. It’s clearly folk. There’s definitely blues and elements of R&B in there, too,” says Nelson.
Sounds Like: Festival-ready Southern rock of the Whiskeytown persuasion
For Fans of: Ryan Adams, Tom Petty, Americana with both gentle acoustic harmonies and fuzzy, plugged-in anthems
Why You Should Pay Attention: You can’t ever say that Nashville’s Great Peacock is lacking a sense of humor: they started their band as bit of a joke. “It was right when the Fleet Foxes were getting big,” says Alabama-born frontman Andrew Nelson. “We’d always played rock, so we said, ‘Let’s do some acoustic stuff, and we’ll name our band after an animal.” They wrote a tune called “Desert Lark,” went with “Great Peacock” and put the song online: to their surprise, their friends loved it, and they did, too. Five years and hundreds of shows later, Great Peacock have expanded from a twosome of Nelson and guitarist Blount Floyd to a full band, honing a textured, roots-influenced breed of rock & roll on their newest LP, Gran Pavo Real that’s seriously good – but never too serious. Case in point: “Let’s Get Drunk Tonight,” a little bit of healing, hedonistic honky-tonk.
I’d almost begun to wonder if they’d fluttered off in different directions, abandoning the invigorating promise they’d radiated upon alighting on the scene during the spring of 2015. Like many of you that year, I found myself irrepressibly charmed by Midnight Larks and their melting pot of sounds. They swiftly established themselves, playing out often and attracting a flock of devotees and supportive friends. As their stable of cool original songs wormed their way into my noggin, I greatly anticipated the album they began work on late that autumn. Momentum seemed to be with them.
And then, as the weeks turned into months turned into years, with assurances that the album was “coming out soon” never materializing and their attentions distracted by other bands the three members joined or started, Midnight Larks shows came less frequently, and when they did they simply charged through the same batch of songs (albeit great ones) they’d already been playing for two years. So, part of me assumed they were just starting to lose the spark as they moved on to other interests, leaving the recorded document to be unreleased.
Thus, I was quite happy to get the news earlier this year that the band’s self-titled debut album was, in fact, being pressed – and with its impending release, Midnight Larks remain as committed to their creative outlet as they were in the beginning. It’s just that… well, you know… these things take time. Especially when you’re doing everything yourself. READ MORE…
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The breezy, accessible track, which instantly recalls Tom Petty, features the jangly interplay of guitars and organ alongside Ocean’s warm as the California sunshine vocals.
“We’ve been here so many nights
Side by side through the same old fights
Round and round while the record plays
Looking back on better days
And here we go again
It’s like this road won’t ever end
It circles back to you my friend
And here we go again”
Ocean was born in a small woodland house in the Hudson Valley, raised in rural Maine, and enlightened by time spent in New York City. He’s landed in Los Angeles for now, where the Sunset Strip is a wasteland, Silverlake has peaked, and the spirit of Laurel Canyon echoes through the hills of Highland Park. The end of the world is a damn inspirational place to be.