Father, Son, Holy Ghost
Two years after their debut (Album) and one year after the follow-up EP (Broken Dreams Club), Father, Son, Holy Ghost is the natural third entry in Girls‘ recorded trinity and features their most accomplished recordings to date.
Album was a sketch of the life Christopher Owens and Chet “JR” White lived in San Francisco — a messy bedroom broadcast to the world. Broken Dreams Club blasted their home-studio ideas into widescreen projection and served as a crucial stepping stone to newfound studio fidelity. For Father, Son, Holy Ghost, the band holed up in a basement recording studio located in San Francisco’s gritty Tenderloin district, deliberately choosing to avoid the sterile confines of a traditional studio.
Aided by a three-piece gospel choir, America’s best Britpop band is now taking its own trip down America’s mysterious back roads. These touches accentuate the band’s sweetly tortured soul, not to mention some occasionally fiery guitar work on songs like “Vomit” and “Die.” Whether it’s doo wop or death metal, Girls are focused on creating classics, and Father, Son, Holy Ghost proves they got what it takes. One of 2011’s best is still well worth your attention.