Album Review: Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros - Here

25 May 2012 | 2:08 pm | Bryget Chrisfield

"Listen to Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros whenever your lost soul needs stroking."

God bless these trippers for choosing to see nature in technicolour, living the Kumbaya life and recording music to remind us we're part of the wider cosmos. As all interchangeable band members take turns behind the steering wheel of the big white school bus that transports Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros between shows, one can imagine continuous spontaneous jamming and the right kind of sleep deprivation.

On the opening track, bandleader Alex Ebert reveals his mission statement: “I want the whole damn world to come and dance with me.” He's definitely a Man On Fire and your “two dancing feet” will spring into action. Ebert pens melodies you can sing along with even during the first listen while unveiling wacky instrumentation that would qualify for any 'name that sound' competition (see That's What's Up). Jade Castrinos is another core ingredient in the intoxicating Magnetic Zeros brew. She soars on lead vocals in Fiya Wata, boasting a voice as warmly infectious as her onstage presence. Mayla is what happens after Ray Davies' Lola is all partied out and reqiures a mug of chai and a massage. When there's a chorus of 11 singing it's a powerful elixir; add exultant brass and the affirmation is complete. Ebert's turn of phrase is poetic, especially heightened when accompanied by subtle instrumentation and gentle bass drumming throughout Child. His lyrics are usually profound, but sometimes reflect that twinkle in his eye: “Anger, anger, you're finally my bitch.” He's a damn fine whistler as well.  

Listen to Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros whenever your lost soul needs stroking. There's no instant standout like Home from the band's debut album, but Here still transports you somewhere, so grab a tambourine and hail that coach for a Magical Mystery Tour.