From fuzzed-out pop to countrypolitan swoon, Out of the Clouds is Hudson Bell 's fourth proper album, nine songs in all: seven with lyrics, two without. Hailing from San Francisco, the band’s sound, at once fresh and familiar, rides the half-pipe between lyrical hammockery and mighty, epic stand-offs; a bit of Willie, a bit of Cluster, the spectrum between â€“ this is HB’s most sonically diverse offering to date. A visual-inducing album informed by film, the cast includes phantom ships, gunslingers, classic monsters, reindeer, spelunkersâ€¦ Physical pressing is limited to vinyl only. Silver/Chrome painted recycled sleeves with front and back stickers, plus a different line of lyrics scrawled onto each. A true American hybrid brought to you by St. Ives Records, limited to just 250 physical hand-made copies.
Baton Rouge born and raised in the South, it was at the early age ofthirteen that Hudson Bell began tinkering with the guitar. His lessonsended abruptly when his guitar teacher committed suicide, forcingHudson to teach himself how to play and write.After years of skipping through various cities (Oxford, Little Rock,Lexington) and stacks of novels later, Hudson left the South for the WestCoast. It was in San Francisco that Hudson Bell created the band“Hudson Bell” with his friends John Slater (bass, piano/organ) and BrianFraser (drums) and recorded “When the Sun is the Moon.”Pop at heart, “When the Sun is the Moon” gets swsllowed in swirls ofdistortion and dense guitar solos and binges. On par with guitar bendersNeil Young and Doug Martsch, Hudson Bell’s guitars change densities,get lost, spiral, then return.Yet, even under the eruptions of fuzz and mounds of pedal tapping, thereare epic pop songs. Tracks filled with sincere lyricism and unavoidablemelodies. “When the Sun is the Moon” is grand on all measures, filledwith contagious jams and monstrous guitar hooks that will get youcranking your speakers to hear every crackle and buzz.