Brightblack Morning Light has crossover written all over it: Two hippies from Northern California who live(d) in tents, care about wild life and create long, slowly winding, Rhodes-heavy jams.

Brightblack Morning Light has crossover written all over it: Two hippies from Northern California who live(d) in tents, care about wild life and create long, slowly winding, Rhodes-heavy jams. They also have numerous buzzworthy friends in their corner: singer/songwriter extraordinaire Will Oldham and his crew, as well as the Devendra Banhart scene.

You don't really hear albums like this these days. Each song seems to take an organ riff, get a simple, soft beat going and hit repeat for six to 10 minutes. At times they flirt with some bluesy sounds, but mostly that's trumped by Brightblack's ethereal vocals. They're lush, hazy and mostly indiscernible throughout. But with titles like "We Share Our Blanket With the Owl" and "Black Feather Wishes Rise," we probably can muster up a good guess as to their content.

The inherent redundancy of songs this lengthy will no doubt grate on ears. Each track seems to be building to something, but in the end, doesn't. Whether that's the point is unclear -- surely the band is capable of something much larger and encompassing. But if you go into this album knowing not to wait patiently for the big pay off, it paradoxically becomes much more rewarding. -- Michael D. Ayers