MUMFORD & Sons get a lot of stick, much of it apparently centred around them being a bit posh, wearing waistcoats and having a generally inauthentic image.
Which is a shame. There are better reasons to criticise than that: namely that most of their songs sound the same.
Babel is full of galloping accordion and ever louder banjo and faster fiddle, which only serve to lessen the impact of otherwise fine tracks like Whispers in the Dark and Lovers Eyes.
Both would improve massively without the annoying crescendos that inevitably lurk around every corner, ready to crash in.
Folk songs should tell a story. If Babel has any to tell, I struggled to find them amidst the stomping.
Given room to breathe, this could have been so much better.