Wild Pink Capture the Sheet Vastness of Life on A Billion Little Lights
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Wild Pink s first two albums, 2017 s self-titled debut and the following year s
Yolk in the Fur, are hidden gems vocalist John Ross had quietly captured the numbing grandeur of classic rock poeticisms à la Tom Petty with a modernist bent. On those records, Ross sings as though he is forever staring out into the mountainous abyss, freely escaping the repetitiveness of the overstimulating New York City hustle, alongside slowly ascending guitars made for an impromptu highway drive out of town.
On their third full-length,
A Billion Little Lights, the Brooklyn three-piece continue their understated outlook on contemporary living, not markedly hopeful or pessimistic in either direction but somewhere in between; realistic and in the moment. Ross s simple, profound imagery is found throughout the album, with lines like dormant spore resting in the dust, and with all the honey in a rolling boil. Wild Pi