Florist – Florist
A heartfelt collection of loose and explorative folk songs, Florist's new album is a warm hug which asks the listener to smell the flowers every now and then
'The home is a garden that I can’t keep alive', Emily Sprague sings on Dandelion – one of many apt gardening metaphors found on Florist albums. The band’s new self-titled release is their first as a full band in five years, functioning as a form of rewilding. Recorded during a month-long retreat, the band fill these songs with space and natural ambience; birds, crickets and rain noise duet with its members on a heartfelt collection of loose and explorative folk songs.
The band nails their melancholic atmosphere. Gentle resampled sounds and improvised guitar become a dreamlike base on the many instrumental interludes that keep us in Florist's hypnotic spell. These half-formed pieces make each fully-formed song hit with new impact. Red Bird Pt 2 (Morning) and Sci-fi Silence become gorgeous moments of clarity. On the former, Sprague reflects on the fleeting nature of memory after the passing of her mother. She searches for her own moment of clarity on a return to her childhood home, finding solace in the consistency of nature – 'She's in the birdsong, she won't be gone'.
Florist already feels like an album to live and grow with. It's a warm hug which asks the listener to smell the flowers every now and then.
Listen to: Red Bird Pt 2 (Morning), Dandelion