Cosmos-wrangling Americana upstart Israel Nash returns from Texas Hill Country with his Silver Season, a deeply gorgeous and wholly immersive nine-song set that plays less like an album, and more like a cross section of time and space. The mans fourth LP ventures farther down the acid-soaked trail blazed by 2013s Rain Plans, arriving in lush and expansive territory. Here, this Missouri son sounds more assured than ever, supported by his highly capable band and production inspired by psychedelic greats. Israel Nashs Silver Season is best played loudly, and sounds wonderful in headphones.
Like the record before it, this one was made on Nashs 15-acre swath of land in Dripping Springs, Texas, with one key difference. While Rain Plans was recorded inside of the new home he shared with his then-pregnant wife, Silver Season was born in the studio Nash built outside and named Plum Creek Sound, a 1,400 square- foot Quonset erected in March. The band was ready to begin in late May when the floods came, filling the building with water and muck. Nash and the boys pushed on anyhow. Digging trenches, hauling sandbags, clearing mud, and plugging inthats how they made an album, doing what needed to be done.
The end result isnt so terrestrial, however. Silver Season billows outward with its opening song, Willow. A swirl of keys, bass, pedal steel, acoustic strum, and languid drums envelop the listener as Nashs cooed poetry recontextualizes the world through his daughters eyes. A shimmery Morricone-like passage carries us into Parlour Song, which sounds a little like Neil Young leading Tame Impala. Sooner or later well surrender our guns/But not until weve shot everyone, Nash sings. And while the line would fit into a celebratory tale about Old West outlaws, its actually a modern lament.
From the warm drift and easy elasticity of Strangers (one of two cuts that verge on seven minutes) to the holler-along gospel of The Rag & Bone Man, Silver Season feels like a living thing. Thats a product of the wild five-man sessions that took place in the sweltering Quonset (with beer breaks, and slingshot target practice using the empties). Its also due to the care put into taming all of that good noise, with engineer Ted Young (Kurt Vile, Sonic Youth) returning to the mix. The analog hum grounds the guitar wizardry, while the depth of sound ties the band to the pasture that surrounds.
It makes sense that Nash would come into his own out there. He was raised in the Ozarks amidst hills and farmland. Other things add up too. His pastor father and artist mother were very much children of the 60s. Dad bought him Sgt. Peppers when he was 10, Mom handed him an electric guitar at 11, and Nash was writing songs by 12. And while hes grown away from the religion he was raised under, Nashs music is nothing if not spiritual. The spirit just comes from a different placenature, family, song, and the occasional trip into times and spaces we cant normally access. Hidden within the folds of Silver Season, Nashs weather-beaten voice says it best:
I dont live like the others/I see twice as many colors.
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