You won’t hear anything this week as far removed from Metric’s studied cool than this gorgeous comeback from West Coast sensualists Beachwood Sparks. The names – both of the band and the title of this hypnotic new album - say it all on a set that has elements of blissed-out country rock and troubled psychedelia, pretty damn near in fact to what Gram Parsons called “cosmic American music.” This is their first album in 11 years and hearing the band that caused quite a stir among the Mojo magazine-reading classes once more is a real balm. On Sparks Fly Again they celebrate being back together again with a warm camaraderie and a tangle of Roger McGuinn-style guitar; Mollusk has touch of the melancholia of Arthur Lee’s band Love; and Leave That Light On comes bathed in the sweet flow of the prairie moon with a slight nod to Albatross by Fleetwood Mac. Beachwood Sparks are back exuding contentment on this liquid sunset of an album. It sounds like the sea lapping on the sand and the breeze in the trees.

Alan Corr