Limited vinyl LP pressing including digital download. With their third album Monterey, The Milk Carton Kids have evolved their signature sound into it's purest essence. Writing on the road, sitting around after shows in green rooms and hallways, this duo found themselves finishing and editing each other's songs, resulting in a batch of tunes where, for the first time in the band's career, friends and family cannot tell who wrote what. And for all the attention the duo received for combining into one voice, on Monterey we finally hear the singers as distinct; the acclaimed harmonies move farther apart so that the quirks and kinks of two individual identities emerge, the harmonies all the while remaining lush and soaring, their beauty all the more apparent for the showing of their scars. Monterey is an album forged literally and metaphorically "on the road" an album that seems to ask how we can resolve the contradiction between the lightness of our footprint as we pass through, and the weight of those memories gathering behind us in the rearview mirror. Monterey poses this question with grace, beauty and a sly humor.
Limited vinyl LP pressing including digital download. With their third album Monterey, The Milk Carton Kids have evolved their signature sound into it's purest essence. Writing on the road, sitting around after shows in green rooms and hallways, this duo found themselves finishing and editing each other's songs, resulting in a batch of tunes where, for the first time in the band's career, friends and family cannot tell who wrote what. And for all the attention the duo received for combining into one voice, on Monterey we finally hear the singers as distinct; the acclaimed harmonies move farther apart so that the quirks and kinks of two individual identities emerge, the harmonies all the while remaining lush and soaring, their beauty all the more apparent for the showing of their scars. Monterey is an album forged literally and metaphorically "on the road" an album that seems to ask how we can resolve the contradiction between the lightness of our footprint as we pass through, and the weight of those memories gathering behind us in the rearview mirror. Monterey poses this question with grace, beauty and a sly humor.
