A flood of adjectives immediately comes to mind upon exposure to Son of the Sun's music - lush, affecting, shimmering, languid, dreamy, and ethereal, to name a few - via five guys who surely have albums by Gram Parsons and the Velvet Underground scattered amid their Buffalo practice space. Truth in advertising: if the son of the sun actually formed a band, this impressive sonic sigh would probably be what it would sound like. Dig: Mazzy Star fronted by a dude, The Beatles in slow motion, lazy Sunday mornings.
- Cincinnati City Beat / MPMF 2009
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