As American Gothic Country bands from New York go, O'Death sound seriously authentic. Their sound is a composite of traditional folk and bluegrass, but with hooks that make a slight concession to the mainstream.

Outside is an album of beguiling sincerity and plain old quality playing and subtly creative instrumentation. Opening track 'Bugs' sings of melancholy camp-fires and is followed by 'Ghost Head', a thumping prayer to the dusty trail. 'Alamar' is a more morose ballad lent ample charm by Greg Jamie's quavery crooning and the slightly incongruous mood changes throughout the track. 'Black Dress' goes more in the direction of chamber pop; a welcome shift that lets the fiddle breathe and highlights one of the better melodies of the album.

This all said, there feels like there is something from the album; a peak around the mid point to renew your engagement in the record, or that little extra gothic extravagance here and there that would undeniably cement O'Death's signature sound and make this a great album, opposed to a curiously sounding and very good one. Think Common Prayer crossed with 6 Day Riot, or a darker and more pensive fusion of Fleet Foxes and Midlake and you'll be in the right territory, albeit not able to quite pinpoint your exact coordinates.

The album as a whole is plenty varied, the band's spectrum of influences and sounds meaning that they don't need to deviate massively from to still fill each song with at least the one defining sound or style. It's consistently good too, although seriously stand out tracks are mostly limited to the first third of the record. By the final track things have taken a down-turn mood (not quality) wise, so I wouldn't say this is a record for our current season. However, for those more overcast days where all you want is a refreshing break from the saccharine of summer hits, you could do one hell of a lot worse than going Outside.