Lineup: Ben Fields (vox/guitar), Jeremy Winkie (vox/bass) and Matt Texter (drums/keys)
Location: Louisville, Kentucky
80s movies fans might recognize the 16 Candles reference in Cricket’s latest album title, Sofa City Sweetheart. Based out of Louisville, the progressive rock trio comprised of Ben Fields on vocals and guitar, Jeremy Winkie on vocals and bass and Matt Texter on drums and keyboards signify the distinctive sound that has drawn attention to the area, especially with the popularity of My Morning Jacket, VHS or Beta, and Will Oldham. (From this outsider’s view, Louisville, Asheville (NC) and Chicago, appear to be producing a trend of some of the more interesting rock performers.) That distinctiveness, too, is a
necessary quality for aspiring bands trying to rise through such a saturated Kentucky rock scene. Says bassist Jeremy Winkie: “it’s a good place to play and get your chops, but you can’t make a living playing music here. Everyone and their mother plays drums or guitar or can sing. There are really a load of good musicians here. Too many to get recognized, so the bands with the biggest crowds tend to be the ones with the most friends socially.” The band is also competing for ears in a scene that is, according to Winkie, divided into frat-styled hard rock with some emo thrown in on the one hand and indie rock on the other, “which is difficult for us, because we have hard rock, indie and progressive influences, which I think confuses people.”
Cricket has a somewhat lengthy history in trying to find their present sound. Initially founded by vocalist/guitarist Ben Fields’ oldest brother Rob and neighborhood friends, it existed as a mostly non-gigging band in the mid to late 90s. Around 2000, Ben Fields and youngest brother Justin began writing music together and taking the band in a more serious direction. With David King on bass, the new lineup recorded an eight track EP, “Motel Magazine.” When King left for college, his vacancy was filled by long-time friend of the Fields brothers, Jeremy Winkie and the band kept busy with gigs, performing nearly every weekend in 2005 and sometimes playing three shows in a day. When drummer Justin Fields left the band in 2006, the band was put on a rather abrupt hold until Fields found Matt Texter, an old friend trained in music theory and of course, drums.
The 12-track Sofa City Sweetheart marks the band’s debut full-length album. Though the band’s foremost identifier is probably Field’s high pitched vocals, perhaps its best quality is the amount of instrumental variation the three piece wields, which becomes immediately apparent in the transition from the first track “de Nova,” a short unimposing and dreamy setup of wah-wah guitar, to the second track “Paper Trees, Violet Hearts,” which kicks off with a quick drum stick countdown followed by speedy guitar repetition as though barely nudging the listener to immediately prepare for the shift.
Much of the album wavers between tasty heavy-gain licks (“Here We Are,” “The Coast Off LA” and “Movie Trailer”) and an almost early 90s alt-rock mix of whirling and sometimes sporadic bounciness that is particularly highlighted by Field’s lead guitar and Winkie’s smooth driving bass. As the intro to “Losing It,” the combination almost seems reminiscent of the bluesy-rock mix of early Red Hot Chilli Peppers. But it works best on the track, “Strokin’ It,” which also has a sort of Ninja Gaiden sensibility about it at the end (it’s not-so-secretly the author’s favorite track).
“Steams Flow” begins almost like the Pixies “Where is My Mind,” the slowed beat, whirling clean guitar, and feint background additions that sound like flowing wave give the sense of watching the oddly beautiful mass demolition in Fight Club, though Field’s high pitch style and the layered vocals give the impression of almost playfully indie, standing apart from a generally more ferocious presence. It’s a loose, elegant closer, and if listening to the entire album on repeat, serves as less of a nudge for the brief, dreamy introduction of “de Nova.” Yet, despite the intensity and playfulness of the albums, the lyrics of some of the tracks feel less adventurous, at least on tracks where rhyming patterns seemed curiously obligatory.
Nonetheless, carrying the torch of the Cricket name for better than ten years, Fields, Winkie and Texter have found a sound that works incredibly well and produced an album that is sure to grow on its faithful listeners.