Band names are curious things, aren’t they? The things that they say, the purposes they serve; the interest they can create, the disdain they can cause. Some are made up of evocative lexicon or stylistic tropes to give listeners an idea of what to expect (metal, witch house and late-80s rap groups providing the most frequently laughable adherence to stereotype), some are so mundane and void of imagery that audiences are denied any preconceptions of sound (could ‘Radiohead’ be any duller and less explanatory a band name?), whilst others can just be totally misleading.
Jeffertitti’s Nile, for instance, makes the band sound like they should be doing something outré, experimental and flamboyant, maybe like Salem or Animal Collective, but with extra sequins and pyrotechnics. However, their songs are actually far simpler than their description would imply. What we actually get is some fairly sweet, traditionally structured folk-country, complete with bluesy lyrics and twanging backwater guitars. I suppose the slightly darker, more repetitive elements and the psychedelic haze that’s layered over it could explain the ostentatious epithet, but I’m not really sure it goes quite that far.
Anyway, the point of all this is don’t judge a book by its cover. Or a band by its name. Just listen.