My greatest Pickathon-find happened to be Yellowbirds, another inspiring and promising band from Brooklyn. It’s easy to describe them as folk-rock, but there are tinges of many other melodic genres.
Cohen had started this project to showcase his love for old-western twang and psychedelic flair. He takes many positive influences from his home state, Texas.
It’s always nice to hear about outsiders rave about where you live, and Cohen began raving about the forest dream that is the Pacific Northwest. He introduced their song, “Pulaski Bridge”, as a song about all of the pollution near his neighborhood.
His vocals are hung thick above the music projected, and has a handsome way about it. The melodies allude to heavy influence from ’60s pop, and therefore was the easiest to dance to.
I’m a sucker for charming subtleties, and that’s the biggest thing this band had going for them. Their ease with their instruments was fun to watch. Constant glowing glances were thrown to one another as well as to audience members. A steady flow of thoughtful lyrics crooned in the sweetest manner. A warm conclusion was given in the Galaxy Barn.
Come back and revel in the never-ending greenery, Yellowbirds.