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What Will We Be (Deluxe Version)


Download links and information about What Will We Be (Deluxe Version) by Devendra Banhart. This album was released in 2009 and it belongs to Rock, Folk Rock, Indie Rock, Pop, Alternative, Songwriter/Lyricist, Psychedelic genres. It contains 16 tracks with total duration of 56:43 minutes.

Artist: Devendra Banhart
Release date: 2009
Genre: Rock, Folk Rock, Indie Rock, Pop, Alternative, Songwriter/Lyricist, Psychedelic
Tracks: 16
Duration: 56:43
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No. Title Length
1. Can't Help But Smiling 2:24
2. Angelika 3:23
3. Baby 3:05
4. Goin' Back 3:44
5. First Song for B 3:00
6. Last Song for B 3:01
7. Chin Chin & Muck Muck 5:24
8. 16th & Valencia Roxy Music 2:59
9. Rats 5:07
10. Maria Lionza 5:50
11. Brindo 3:41
12. Meet Me At Lookout Point 3:40
13. Walilamdzi 2:11
14. Foolin' 2:43
15. Welcome to the Island (Bonus Track) 2:47
16. Pray for the Other Person's Happiness (Bonus Track) 3:44



Setting aside the grand orchestrations of Smokey Rolls Down Thunder Canyon, Devendra Banhart's What Will We Be is everything its predecessor was not: straight-forward, cleanly produced, consistently laid-back (to nearly Jack Johnson proportions), and free of ambition. Banhart enlists the same band as last time (Noah Georgeson, Greg Rogove, Luckey Remington, and Rodrigo Amarante), but hired production whiz Paul Butler, whose records with A Band of Bees are some of the most striking productions of the 2000s. The double-tracked vocals give the album the same air as Banhart's early four-track experiments, but there's no haunted quality, just an occasional hippie-dippie aside in his delivery. Recorded in Northern California, What Will We Be often has the same slacker sensibilities and scent of ocean breeze that Jack Johnson has made his name with (read: funky white-bread basslines and closely miked drums played with plenty of whisk). Banhart's persona emerges intact despite the mainstream sound, however, and What Will We Be becomes a pleasantly fresh album to follow the ponderous, sprawling Smokey Rolls Down Thunder Canyon.