"Good" is a complete chamber-roots undertaking, as gleaming horns trade blows with the band's ever-present, propulsive style of worldly groove. Their meticulous pop leanings are also evident on tracks like "How Can I Say" and "Medicine," in which Zindle's vocals provide a focal point for their eclectic meanderings. Others, like "Brave New Beat," "Ypsilanti Song," and the opening "Tarantella" more profoundly showcase the band's diverse mixture of thumping beats and classic instruments. The Melody-led "Moon Miss Me" reminds me of the afro-tinged roots-pop of Sim Redmond Band, and "Space" brings to mind the cosmic gumbo of Hypnotic Clambake, while the slinky "Religion" brings to mind noone in particular. They've found their own sound via a steady application of influences.
The band perhaps gives the most Irish/Celtic weight to the last part of the album, on the airy "Hiding Place" and the starry "Harvest," before getting all aboriginal on us with the closing "Roar, Claw, and Bite." It's rare to hear something new and exciting in the realm of folk/roots music, but the careful alchemists of The Ragbirds have given us just that with Wanderlove.