Flags. This was one of those songs that I loved the minute I heard it, and then proceeded to play again and again and again just to make sure it was as good as I thought it was the first time around. 32 plays later, and yes it definately was as good as I thought.

Sure I have a weakness for banjos, folky riffs, harmonies and violins, but you can't help loving a song that makes you feel like you're barn dancing with a farmer in a hay barn at 5 o'clock in the morning, drinking organic cherry cider and wearing a straw hat and denim dungarees (not that I've ever done that).

It comes from a band named Owl in The Sun, a band who play 'original melody-driven songs rooted in folky america and gypsy jazz, combining acoustic instruments with rich vocal harmonies'. I usually object to the uneccesarily over-flowery language used by bands to describe themselves, but I couldn't have put this any better myself. I don't even know what 'gypsy jazz' sounds like, but when I hear this song I hear the sunshine, the horse and cart trotting along the open road, and it all makes sense.

They're from Bath and appear to be tearing up the South West having played events like The Bath Fringe Festival, Priddy Folk Festival, Salisbury Live Festival and many other folk festivals.

Let's hope this Radio 1 airtime gets them some more festival bookings this summer, as I for one would love a wee jig to this on a sunny Sunday afternoon in a field.

Links

https://www.myspace.com/owlinthesun

https://www.owlinthesun.com/