Black Kite is by no means a perfect album, but this debut from Silver Tongues shows skyward ambition, opening with a prayerful exhortation and closing with an angelic vision. In between, the effervescent vocals of David Cronin echoes through the songs, sometimes with the church hall ambience of a Fleet Foxes hymn, and at other times booming with the polished bombast of My Morning Jacket. It’s very much still a work in progress, with the band searching for its identity through the album, prompting the listener to look out for and witness the moments where they do find their voice. One such glimpse is offered on “Ketchup” – their most focused and intense but somewhat shortlived effort which perhaps because it ends so abruptly hints at greater things to come, be it through highways from above or stories told on shining, silver tongues. – Dan.
Black Kite is out now on Karate Body Records.