Desolation is the canvas on which
Castanets
mastermind
Ray Raposa
chooses to present his unique brand of "experimental Americana," and
City of Refuge
does little to refute that notion. Recorded alone over three weeks in a desolate motel room in Overton, NV,
Raposa
(no stranger to depression, melancholy, and futility) populates his small corner of the country with a single electric guitar that conjures up images of a spaghetti Western gone all wrong. Similar in tone and timbre to bands like
Calexico
,
Friends of Dean Martinez
, and
16 Horsepower
, but far more austere,
' fourth album sounds like dust and tastes like rain. Sometimes running idly through myriad patches on an effects processor (
"High Plain"
) or reducing a classic spiritual (
"I'll Fly Away"
) to its last raw nerve,
never succumbs to the silence that so obviously surrounds it. Even appearances (overdubbed after the initial field recordings) from
Sufjan Stevens
Jana Hunter
Scott Tuma
Dawn Smithson
Ero Gray
feel unobtrusive, resulting in a strange, sad, but ultimately compelling collection of hopeless Western indie folk. ~ James Christopher Monger