These days it’s hard to find an artist who is as utterly naïve as Nathan Moomaw.
These days it’s hard to find an artist who is as utterly naïve as Nathan Moomaw. A precocious folk artist who sites his father as his biggest musical influence, Moomaw’s latest album is a concept piece celebrating the 26th year of his life. The gimmick is that the artist wrote one song each month -- a sort of method to chronicle the year. The songs (appropriately titled “March” through “April”) are mostly melancholic affairs centered around Moomaw’s acoustic guitar and soft, Elliot Smith-like voice. Consistent with his cutesy folk ethos, Moomaw throws in an occasional uke, accordion, and tambourine percussion for good measure. “If you were a color you’d be amber / If you were a liquor you’d be red wine”, Moomaw sings on “September”. “If you were a heartbeat you’d be quicker / If you were a lover you’d be mine”. You can only sit back and smile at the artist’s lack of pretentiousness. Each song is revealing in a way which would make other singer/songwriters blush. They don’t make them like this anymore.