I recently stumbled onto the band Arbouretum while browsing the related artist feature on Spotify. I instantly connected with the music. It sounds like movement through a viscous tun, effervescent in spots and with stinging metallic bits in others. I get some doom influence in the slow, deliberate groove, but there is an underlying joy present as well. Joy without being tacky and insincere and cranked out from a pop-shop. Folky. I can picture a group of friends sitting on a grassy hill in the sunshine with tall weeds all around, Santa Claus’ blowing in the wind, a vintage cooler filled with Natty Boh, and no deer ticks in sight. Natty Boh because this band is stationed in Baltimore. No deer ticks because, well, because they just don’t belong in this musical fantasy.
I’m pretty disappointed that I just missed seeing them play in Baltimore (pretty much our new go-to city for shows since moving to southern York County). They played with Alcest and Deafheaven, other bands definitely worth your time. Links below the video will take you to Arbouretum’s Spotify anthology and various other pages, including one with tour information.
This is “The White Bird” from their album The Gathering. The lyrics for this album can be found here. I recommend heading over and giving them a read. Well-written stuff.