It’s become common acceptance that New York City is overrun by bands. Bands are everywhere. So many bands. A lot of them are really awful, let’s not kid ourselves here. But there’s a solid army of them keeping this place afloat as one of the creative centers of the universe—and that takes more than just eight bands. With that we’d like to tip our hat to a few honorable mentions wholly deserving of your attention.
For a band so obviously informed by rootsy 60s guitar rock (Neil Young lite?), Icewater’s most potent weapon stretches surprisingly skyward. Ever-reaching vocals, scrubbed clean of grit and and the weariness of age, unfurl across rolling Fleet Fox melodies to turn songs into gentle anthems. They’re currently recording a full-length; we suspect listening to it will make you look out windows and think about important things.