Predictably the wave of nostalgia for what is not deemed “classic rock” has broken. The main directions following the split are now one that favours a blowhard, “won’t you believe we aren’t Zeppelin” approach, and another all the more tame, and preoccupied with the sonic textures of recordings made, especially, during the 1970s.
Bad Mother Nature represent the latter approach to music-making, aided by a considerable amount of talent and good taste. “Rest of Me” is directed by a stiff piano and drums workout. However, the rest of the song is an exercise in retro musical decoration. Slightly distorted guitars, claps, and soulful backing vocals sway in and out of the mix.
Above them, all sit the excellent vocals, part soul howler, part restrained indie-rocker. The single is as comfortable as an old armchair bought for a pittance at a yard sale. It feels like one piece of a whole, making us excited to hear the rest of the album from which “Rest of me” originates.
