Half Moon Run has quietly carved out a cult following with a couple of subtly catchy earworm singles, a world-class live show and the type of songwriting that hearkens back to the time when an album was a collection of songs aiming for a cohesive experience, not a mish-mash of social media-released singles rolled together for the sake of meeting a record label contract clause.
Their first album, Dark Eyes, won fans over with its somber tone and moody atmospherics, while critics found influence both far flung and plentiful: some Fleet Foxes here, maybe some ‘70s prog there, and a clear debt to Radiohead and their ilk. Their 2015 follow-up Sun Leads Me On saw those myriad influences synthesized into a singular sound. Vocal harmonies sit atop skittering rhythms, weaving from dark keyboard loops to haunting guitar pop. But don’t be mistaken, HMR is not another sad bastard, mopey indie band. Instead, their songs are imbued with both optimism and lift. While so many bands that walk this path seem content to keep both feet — and eyes — firmly fixed on the ground, Half Moon Run sound more like they’re taxiing for take-off.
Biography by Derek McEwen