REVIEW: Carpet of Horses’ It’s Only Light EP

An EP recorded in three different countries inevitably sets up some pretty massive expectations for a worldly and sophisticated sound, right? Get this: Carpet of Horses, a project fronted by Tobin Stewart, just released It’s Only Light – and though the EP was created in the earthly cities of Toronto, Berlin, and Tel Aviv, the six tracks and the mood they evoke are almost otherworldly.

You wouldn’t think it possible, considering Stewart’s project has only 78 “likes” on Facebook. Trust us, though, when we say that that number is going to be increasing – by A LOT – sooner than you can say “Oblomov” (this is one of the most impressive tracks on It’s Only Light). While listening to the EP, it’s easy to compare the sound to that of some of indie music’s greats: we hear Elliott Smith, Death Cab for Cutie, Iron & Wine, Bright Eyes, Frightened Rabbit… are you excited to listen to these six tracks yet?

Though the first track, “Algamest”, is simply a 49-second light instrumental intro, it conveys perfectly what is to come on the rest of the EP: a whimsical, sometimes folksy, often even eerie, set of fantastic songs. The title track introduces Stewart’s airy, soothing, slightly chill-inducing voice. By “Oblomov”, we’re in indie music heaven. Stick clicks and a violin open up the tune, catapulting us into the perfection of the vocals as Stewart sighs, “Laaaaaazy bones….” The dark-yet-vibrant mood continues, until Stewart’s voice crashes into the beautiful sound of a piano and some incredibly ghostly whistling, which ushers us onward into the next track, “Stars on Montsou”, which features absolutely ideal instrumentals.

By “The Rider”, the EP’s final track, we’re almost exhausted from such ethereal and busy listening. But this song – possibly the best of all – gets us excited all over again. The soothing mixture of the simple instrumentals – featuring a piano and a trumpet – and uplifting vocals make for an entirely calming end to a perfect album, one that both keeps you on steady feet and shoots you, unapologetically, into another universe.

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