Perdomo Kravitz 2026
Penumbral confessions and other confectionary stories concocted by two tune-pursuing producers.
Goodbye Sun
There’s a lot of striking aspects in what Fernando Perdomo‘s been doing for over a decade now, including year-long album cycles and tireless playing on a myriad of projects, yet a major part of the American musician’s oeuvre is his ability to find partners in the pursuit of a great melody. This time the guitarist’s sharing the load with Andy Kravitz, a drummer who played with the likes of Joan Osborne and Imogen Heap and is adept in conveying emotions an artist may bring to the table. So while the pair’s expertise in manning the board could clash, they manage to complement each other not only as sound designers but also as multi-instrumentalists and composers in a way Pete Ham and Tom Evans used to, the comparison evoked by the pieces of “Goodbye Sun” that hark back to the innocent days of power pop and soft rock. There’s no pretense whatsoever on the tracks which form the friends’ joint debut, where sentimental simplicity of licks and lyrics doesn’t fail to captivate the listener.
From the orchestral space of solemn opener “Free From The Me” that’s tinged with a prairie-wide pining, which Fern’s voice and slider slowly roll towards the horizon before Andy’s sympathetic beats pick up the pace to sculpt a wonderful electric momentum, to the last notes of “Travel Day Redux” whose twenty-two seconds pack a powerful punch of a passionate improv jam, there are gusts of liberty sweeping across this record. It can be twangy yet somewhat meditative, as the organ-oiled “Sometimes, I” shows with immense warmth, or charmingly chamber, as the unplugged “I’m No Fun” demonstrates in the most endearing manner, but when such vulnerability is lifted for the robust romanticism of the sweetly rambunctious “Starlight” and the cosmically elegiac “Darkness Descends” to seep in, the feelings Kravitz and Perdomo wrap into their songs become truly universal.
And if the album’s strings-drenched title track and “The First Day Of Fall” access baroque depths of one’s sacred heart, “My Own Devices” offers a slightly claustrophobic symphonic panorama in which Fernando’s exquisite licks and Andy’s imaginative percussion reign supreme. However, the majestic mini-epic “Canyon Trilogy” finds the two looking for exotic vistas within their minds, and this is the place the vibrant “Travel Day” delicately, albeit insistently, leads to. So yes, there might be some fatigue at the end of the day, yet getting there is worth the voyage.
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