Lord Huron's music jet sets the mind to the most exotic surroundings the imagination is capable of producing. Tropical island coasts, arid rust-colored desertscapes, sweat-inducing rainforest canopies, and gently waving green and yellow prairie grasses stretching to the far reaches of the horizon. It's as if head honcho Ben Schneider's not quite at home in his manmade, urban oasis of Los Angeles. Just beyond that cities' mountain ranges lie real opportunities to inhabit the very same places his dreams probably take himhence the title of his band's debut full-length, Lonesome Dreams. Lonesome. Alone. Not another soul in sight. That's his ultimate desire, declaring in the album's title track: "I've been dreaming again of a lonesome road where I'm lost and I'm on my own."
Except Schneider's not on his own here. Lonesome Dreams is a rich full bodied brew performed by a five-piece outfit that's currently offering some of the best indie exotica one can throw back this year. In the past, bands like Beirut and Calexico have staked the most prominent claims on this type of escapist musical territory, but these windswept rollers announce there's a new band in town. Lonesome Dreams is drenched by huge vats of echoing twang, globe tripping percussion that's difficult to identify and plenty of musical range, be it speedy Western gallops like "Time To Run" or the more candle lit hauntings like "The Ghost On The Shore," all served in exquisitely melodious packaging. So pack that metaphorical passport, of sorts. Like a compass, Lonesome Dreams will help point you to wherever your imagination is capable of taking you.