Fire On Fire
The Orchard

THE REVIEW

We could sit on wooden barrels, opaque and dated, scattered across the fields of Maine under a sun that warms the earth and the spirits, listening to minstrels taking turns telling enticing stories; the Fire On Fire know how to entertain us by leveraging the emotional and educational warmth of their serene and cordial indie folk, based on pleasant repetitive and prolonged melodies, where male and female voices alternate, always imbuing the same intoxicating sensations.

The banjo marks the rhythm of the songs everywhere, accordion, folk guitar, melodica, tambourines and more embellish the rest, creating atmospheres of union, as in "Flight Song", a choral folk, of hope, where the listener joins in an imaginary circle embraced by the musicians. "Sirocco" is the opening celebration of the album, becoming more intense in "Heavy D". Colleen Kinsella, the female voice and the creator of the artwork as she is also a painter, recalls the Cocorosie, especially in "Assanine Race" and the nocturnal "Squeeze Box", where her sinuous lament echoes the melody of "Whale Bones" by Man Man. "Hartford Blues" is a bluesy folk; the carefree "Toknight" is sung by a white voice in the style of Ramona Cordova. While listening to the album, one might imagine being in front of a jam session by Arcade Fire, not very improvised and well-constructed, a sort of unplugged full of emotions that ends with the long pleasant suite "Haystack", a wonderful conclusion. We are flying on and on to the sun...