What do you do as soon as it's December and you've made
one of the ideal albums of the year? If you're
Wild Pink's John Ross, you don't rest on your laurels; you keep the bangers coming. To close out 2021, the ascendent poet laureate of heartland indietronica has unveiled a nine-minute ode to his house state; much like this year’s fantastic
A Billion Little Lights LP, “Florida” sighs and shivers in unexpected ways, folding eerie vocalizations into simply breathtaking soundscapes. "Florida is a favorable place in the event you spend the time finding its charm," Ross mentioned in a statement. I agree. I'll be spending the holidays there for the second year in a row with my new family member, and while the rampant horrors of the Sunshine State are easy to knock, there will inevitably come a time while in my stay As soon as I stare out at the immense emerald splendor of the Choctawhatchee Bay and find that most of these worries vanish, especially for a moment, in the quiet stillness. I'll think of the gentleness of this song, how it stretches out like that endless water without losing any forward momentum and although presents totally unhurried and almost meditative, and marvel at how we've come for now and why there's still so much ground left to cover. Even while Wild Pink remain
bigger than Christmas, "Florida" still revels in the tiny moments. —
Patrick Hosken