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Drugstore
- Songs for the jet set
Globe GLOBCD6 Reviewed
by JH
While I find this album truly excellent to listen to, if I was a long-time
Drugstore fan I would be a tad worried. Don't get me wrong, this album
has a wonderful vocal largely delivered by Isabel Monteiro, a Brazilian
for what its worth, and enough melody to keep a dozen terminally bad drummers
humming along in time. No what would worry me about this album is that
it seems to be an ending. The album has a completeness that implies that
nothing else will follow it, would the last one out turn out the lights
and bolt the door, that sort of thing reinforced by the fact that many
of the songs have ending as a theme. It would be a shame if this feeling
was the truth. Drugstore's general style is hard to quantify and as with
many mature bands they have evolved a niche of their own. Somewhat surprisingly
the band are noticeable by their lack of chart success, brought home to
me when researching this album, I was surprised to discover it was their
third and that they have been together for eight years. Not an album to
watch girls by but definitely one to have a drink with. This album is
excellent and I would recommend it to anyone. Get the habit.
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Martin
Stephenson- Lilac Tree
Floating World FW 003 Reviewed
by RP
Martin Stephenson is an artist completely at peace with himself, and one
who continues to produce albums that possess exceptional degrees of individuality
and insight. "Organic" may be a much over used adjective, but it aptly
describes this harmonious relationship struck between a gifted poet, the
songs he writes and those performances given to a small band of devoted
fans who've followed him since the early days on Wearside. Content to
remain one of the best kept secrets around, he plays the folk clubs, cafes
and bars, sometimes reviving the old songs - to the applause of these
small appreciative audiences. On other occasions he'll mix up his own
more recent works with those from like-minded musicians. Here, it's 'Folk
Singer' (Tom Ovens), 'Rainbow' (Gary McCourt) and 'All Men Condemned'
(Washington Phillips) which complement a dozen Stephenson originals. An
unpretentious production, nicely engineered at the Redwood studio near
Aviemore by Peter Rawson, develops these uncomplicated arrangements for
guitars, Hammond organ, piano, handmade drums, simple percussion and a
didgeridoo (on an unlisted, 'Working In My Garden'. It suits a subtly
observed track, 'Bluebottle Theory' and those touching ballads like 'Rowan
Berries', which express an affinity with rural Scotland. The Lilac Tree
is a quiet place to rest awhile and contemplate life.
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Thea
Gilmore - as if
Flying Sparks TDBEP 0054 Reviewed
by RG
Naim have always loudly denied that they're an audiophile label, and if
proof were needed then it arrived in the form of last years Lipstick Conspiracies.
Hard of edge, dense and muddy of sound it was, none the less, a fantastic
record, revealing the latent talent of a teenage Thea Gilmore. She and
Naim have since parted company, and this new EP is a taster for a forthcoming
album on Flying Sparks. On this basis I can't wait. Gone is the opaque
congestion of Lipstick, and these six tracks vary between straight ahead
four piece (featuring Pretender Robbie McIntosh on Guitar -and ironically
recorded at Room With A View where Naim recorded the wonderful Foo Foo)
and simple girl and guitar. The clean, clear takes bring a new space and
confidence to her singing, allowing the vocal to stand front and centre,
which given the strength of the lyrics is exactly where it should be.
Only the mannered, spoken 'Don't set foot over the railway tracks', littered
with forced rhymes and poor scans, hints at Gilmore's youth. The rest
is excellent, soaring to a pinnacle with the solo acoustic cover of 'Straight
Up: Get this now, 'cos this girl is going to be huge.
Artistes website: www.theagilmore.com
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Thea
Gilmore - And another thing ....
Reviewed
by RP
Roadworks songwriter's tour. Wednesday May 9th 2001. Manchester's Life
Cafe. Tom Mcrae headlining. Thea, maturing with each live gig, outshines
two other support acts and the top of the bill Mcrae. A composed and beautiful
acoustic session supported (as ever) by guitar ally Nigel Stonier, working
an audience through her songs, old and new. She's come a long way in some
six months since I last heard her live. So where's the album we've all
been waiting for? September's looking good. For now, though, there's a
numbered, limited edition, six track EP to satisfy those hunger pangs.
As Ifs opening number, 'This Girl is Taking Bets', once again demonstrates
compositional and textural versatility with a bouncy rockabilly beat.
Plenty of feminist fire and prickly humour, coupled to that thematic trademark
sense of hesitancy and uncertainty found in love songs like 'Straight
Up'. Politics? Yes, we'll have that too, served with a generous helping
of scepticism and bold lyrics: "Every door has leprosy .... Jesus has
a nose-ring and Mary has tattoos" ('Don't Set Foot Over The Railway Track')
mocks politicians of all persuasions, while the live recording of 'You
Tell Me' should get you off your settee to see and hear Thea Gilmore in
the flesh. This EPs the best £6.00 I've spent in ages!
Artistes website: www.theagilmore.com
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Anam
- Tine Gheal/ Bright Fire
Linn CKD 121 Reviewed
by DD
Mixing traditional Gaelic songs with self-penned numbers there's a freshness
about this album that's very appealing. You never get the sense of over-earnest
folkies at work and the band are clearly having a great time. The session
encompasses a wide range of instruments which include bouzouki and accordion
in addition to the expected fiddle, bohdran and guitar. The band play
some great instrumentals: reels, jigs and hornpipes, but the real joy
of the album is in the singing of Fiona Mackenzie. She's blessed with
one of those voices that grabs your attention immediately and draws you
into the feel of the song. 'S' Gann Gun Dirich Mi Chaoidh (It Is Unlikely
I Will Ever Climb)' is a fine example. Her tones convey the emotion of
the song about a hunter expressing his sorrow at being forced to quit
his living in such a clear way that you barely need to glance at the translation
to get a sense of the songs meaning. Fine singing too, from Brian óhEadhra
in the traditional song 'North Americay'. The recording is very good:
clean, clear and entirely natural and 'in the room' doing full justice
to the music. An unpretentious treat.
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Elbow
- Asleep in the back
WR7015882 V2 2001 Reviewed
by MC
As the rift between the chart and the live scene widens, the pressure is
building up. How long can so many bands of such quality flourish underground
before the major labels loose their grip? Elbow are just one more band to
add to this growing list. There has been a lot of excitement around Elbow
over the last few months, following a handful of electrifying live performances
and two breathtaking EP's. And, as with the majority of bands placed in
the spotlight before they have even begun to record, the album sounds carefully
considered rather than organically grown. After an almost perfect start,
'Any day now and 'Red', the album gets a little bogged down before pulling
itself right with a sequence of four heartstoppingly perfect tracks. 'Bitten
by the tail fly' adds a little bite to the listing, with grit and guitars
providing a bit of pace to an otherwise downbeat album. Asleep in the back
is yet another gloriously dark debut album. Following in the footsteps of
Doves (whom they supported at one of this years NME awards nights) they
have created a work of vast, gloomy introspection, that lurks, occasionally
bursting into colour. It's a collection of superb, well crafted songs, played
by people who really care, designed to aim straight for the heart, emotion
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Tony
Joe White - Lake Placid Blues
Remark Records 527530-2 Reviewed
by RP
Basking just below the shoreline, that big ol' swamp rock crocodile Tony
Joe White, has no natural enemies whatsoever. Whether you knew it or not,
in those clear blue waters of Lake Placid his lyrical (razor sharp) teeth
cut him a place at the head of the food chain. After all, this is the
man whose creative juices were responsible for 'Rainy Night In Georgia'.
When you've fully digested this album it's easy to understand why TJW
has a reputation for being an uncompromising musician who never gives
less than one hundred and ten percent to each and every recording project
he undertakes. Here (as his tempo varies with style) those early country
roots, that swamp thing he did in the Seventies and a richly layered "thick
as molasses" blues voice come to the fore. These are familiar topics-small
towns, dirt roads, tin shacks and down South reminiscences - themes that
ease themselves into the title track, 'Bayou Woman' and 'Louisiana Rain'.
A nice touch, too, is a semi-autobiographical Take on an ageing journeyman
guitarist musing on home truths and life's loves in an intuitive, 'The
Guitar Don't Lie: Chewing over these rugged songs with TJW are Leland
Sklar (bass) Benmont Tench (keyboard) and Jim 'Blind Bubba' Spake (sax).
Their contributions to this Doug Sax mastered production are as colourful
as these names would suggest.
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Kings
of Convenience - Quiet is the new loud
SOURCDO19 Reviewed
by MC
Well, as summer appears to be around the corner, I'm sure you're all stocking
up on your banging house and phat garage beats. But for those of you whose
idea of heaven is sitting in the shade, with a cold Gin and tonic, I'd
like to recommend quiet is the new loud. It's fair to say that this album
has never been far from my hi-fi since I bought it on its release. And
the album, like the songs themselves, came as a very pleasant surprise.
The first single, 'Toxic girl', introduced Kings of Convenience as purveyors
of the very finest, most delicate music this century. Two young men from
Norway, they represent the quietest, frailest of the bands behind the
current New-Acoustic-Movement, and easily the best. The album features
little more than one acoustic guitar and two voices, save for the occasional
cello or trumpet, but still manages to provide enough in the way of variation
of rhythm and pace that it never drags. But the real surprise is that
the album binds together as a whole much more strongly than the average
contemporary recording, to form a complete meaningful statement. Quiet
is the new loud is a delight. It grabs you on the first listen, and then
just keeps getting better. Perfect for the summer.
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Yo
La Tengo - I can hear the heart beat as one
OLE222-1 Reviewed
by RG
Yo La Tengo (In case you wondered, the website states "Yo La Tengo still
means 'More Ketchup, Bubba' in Spanish") are a mature band who have managed
to produce a large amount of decently consistent work across a long, in
this case thirteen year, period. I can ... is their eighth album, and
possibly their best. Firstly there is an obvious comparison to the Velvet
Underground. Its justifiable since they also seem to thrive on mixing
melody with heavily distorted walls of guitar. Perhaps not surprisingly
Yo La Tengo also hail from New York. A three-piece outfit they are a band
that marry contradictions. This album was recorded in Nashville, but it
isn't country: They play tight like it's a good jazz album, but they are
no way performing jazz. The album sounds like it has captured a moment
of improvised performance and not been produced in the typical way. They
also appreciate that the sound they produce in most tracks needs a little
tempering, and every time it all gets a bit much, along comes some welcome
relaxation. This review can really only offer an overview, and hint at
the manic roller coaster ride of skilful variation that represents the
listening experience. Definitely one to try.
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The
Inflatable Sharks - See You On The Ice
Springboard SMCDIS001 Reviewed
by RG
Ever wondered what happened to all the serious pop/rock bands? Hankering
after something with a bit more substance than pop candyfloss or REM going
through the motions. Reach for the Inflatable Sharks, a joke fin concealing
an all too serious shape lurking in the musical morass. Perhaps the likes
of Atomic Kitten will be seized by a shapely leg and dragged from view.
We can live in hope. The opening chords, the galloping pile driver bass
line of track one leave you in no doubt. This is pop with purpose. Sort
of like Oasis before they got all pompous and anthemic on us. There's
edge, wit and intelligence a plenty - not surprising given that the entire
band contribute to the writing. The results are at once pleasingly familiar
and sufficiently different to catch and hold attention. Not too challenging
but consistently entertaining, stand-out tracks like the opener 'Snow',
'Best Part Of The Day' and 'Falling On Your Feet' hold out promise of
great things. The Inflatable Sharks deserve to rise from the depths of
university and bed-sit depression to reach a wider audience. Buoyant,
up-beat and with just enough bite, these boys will go far.
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Edgar
Meyer, with Bela Fleck and Mike Marshall - Uncommon Ritual
Sony SK 62891 Reviewed
by SG
This CD has been appearing on audiophile lists for a few years now, and
the recording does have a very natural sound. It is tonally spot-on, although
it occasionally suffers from limited separation. But, it is the music
that holds my primary attention, with an amalgam of varying styles; from
Bluegrass (the core of the trio's individual experiences) to Classical,
fabricated with significant improvisation and experimentation. While it
is Meyer's bass that often takes centre stage, the three musicians all
assert their own identities, but this never diminishes what brings these
great performers together. This is namely the love of playing, while extending
the boundaries of the expected musical norm, evolving the music into sounds
that are often beguiling, confounding and startling. The music has a natural
momentum, and it is rich in melodic charm. There is a core of classical
accents throughout, but with surprising rhythmic effects, including the
underlying cadence found in Rock 'n' Roll. The highlight has to be Sarasate's
Zigeunerweisen performed on the bass, with both refinement and ferocity.
This is a captivating CD that challenges the listener to confront the
conformist within. With excellent playing and very good sound, it is wholeheartedly
recommended.
Supplier: Vivante Tel:0208-977-6600
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Linoleum
- Dissent
Lino Vinyl LIN0005 Reviewed
by MC
The debut album from London four piece Linoleum never really turned any
heads on its release in 1997. After the similar fate of their second album
Race from the burning building last year, it rather seems that Linoleum
will forever be remembered as the band that Paul Jones played in before
defecting to Elastics. Jones' distinctive guitar style is wasted alongside
Justine and Co. but with Linoleum he shines, as he did in their rare live
performances. Many comparisons were drawn between Linoleum and other female
fronted indie outfits, but Jones' unique sound, coupled with Caroline
Finch's sultry, almost whispered vocals, set them apart. The production
is superb, with the songs carefully pared to reflect the fatigue in so
much of the subject matter, whilst injecting a sheen of Parisian chic
(track down the French version of 'On a Tuesday' that backed the single
'Marquis'). In a year when every other band were happy to be mediocre,
Linoleum seemed to want to record in 3D, and Dissent feels huge, like
the difference between N and cinema. Every even numbered track bubbles
with energy and tension, every odd numbered track staggers with the comedown,
and each and every one is excellent.
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Dolly
Varden - The Thrill Of Gravity
Evil Teen ETR 10007-2 Reviewed
by RG
This, the second outing from Chicago country rockers Dolly Varden, preceded
the fabulous Dumbest Magnets reviewed in Issue 12. More conventional in
its structures, and use of the near telepathic harmonies of husband and
wife songwriting team Steve Dawson and Diane Christiansen, this is more
of a straight ahead rocker, without the intricate textures and deftness
of the later album. Having said that, the evolution is clear, and tracks
like 'Lucky 23' would be equally at home on either disc. So Thrill might
not scale the inventive heights of Magnets, but does that make it any
less of an album? No, it's just different, and in some ways more accessible.
Its denser instrumentation is nicely propulsive without ever overpowering
the vocals which, once again, hold centre stage. Intelligent lyrics and
delivery are once again the order of the day and make Dolly Varden stand
well out from the crowd. Songs like 'Dangerously Thin' and 'All I Deserve'
are classics in their own right, making this another album to cherish,
another album worth seeking out. Make the effort and you'll not regret
it.
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Songdog
- The Way of the World
Zara Records TED CD1 Reviewed
by AH
To be original, invigorating and daring is becoming an increasingly rare
phenomenon in today's MTV saturated world. Enter Songdog, a totally different
listening experience lead by one Lyndon Morgan, occasional playwright,
novelist and songwriter, who pushes the art form onto a different plateau.
The Way of the World is a quite extraordinary album bursting with Morgan's
fabulously detailed Lyrics, which are heavily laden with tales of love,
loss and passion (and sex in a cemetery!). The backing is very spare allowing
Morgan's lyrics the room to breathe and weave their magic. Take the opening
lines on first track 'Goodbye Isabel' for a taster of what's to follow;
"In her heart I think she wants me dead/Second best she sleeps with me
instead/ I give her all her books and records back/Roy Orbison, Burt Bacharach
and Kerouac, in paperback/West Side Story Soundtrack." Some of the songs
have a bleakness and desolation to them that cuts right to the core; witness
the line in 'South London Winter' where Morgans Howls "Lucy wrote me a
letter, pink crayon on blue Paper, to say every useless thing we'd planned
was off." The Way of the World is very intense in a Leonard Cohen kind
of way, and it stopped me in my tracks and demanded that I give it my
full attention. It's a remarkable achievement and a real treasure - seek
it out.
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Genesis
- Foxtrot
Classic Records Reviewed
by DA
Foxtrot was the album that made the public start to sit up and take notice
of Genesis. They may not have had major commercial success until some
years later, but at least now they could pay the rent. Most remembered
for the 20 minute epic 'Supper's Ready' taking up most of side two, tracks
such as 'Watcher Of The Skies', with its staccato motif, and 'Get 'em
Out By Friday', with its cautionary tale of compulsory re-housing, should
not be ignored. Swimming against the current, I prefer the preceding album
Nursery Cryme, but Foxtrot runs it close. As is typical of the prog rock
albums of the time, the LP is keyboard heavy and packed full of unusual
time signatures giving Phil Collins the opportunity to show what an excellent
drummer he is, despite the flack he gets these days. Sadly, this re-issue
is not up to the same standard as Classics Led Zeppelin re-issues. There
is some tape hiss evident, which implies that they couldn't get hold of
the original master tapes. Additionally side one runs to over 28 minutes,
and the LP would have been better pressed over three sides. Having said
that, the original pressing pushed the cutting envelope so hard that serious
mistracking would occur on side one, or even groove jumping, so in the
end the Classic version is still an improvement.
Supplier: Vivante Tel:0208-977-6600
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Kristen
Hersh - Sunny Border Blue
CAD 2102 Reviewed
by JH
Kristen Hersh is an unusual woman with an unusual voice. She is somebody
who seems to walk that fine line that separates genius and madness, at
least as far as her music goes. I have been a big fan since her days with
the Throwing Muses, so each of her solo efforts have been eagerly awaited.
Occasionally I have been a tad disappointed but not with this album. Thirteen
seemingly crafted songs that are rather more polished and produced than
some previous efforts, despite which they lose none of her passion and
anger. I say seemingly crafted, as she has always claimed that the songs
arrive in her mind fully conceived complete with the method of achieving
the finished result. In which case she has a mixing desk for a brain.
Hmmm - 64 tracks, that explains quite a lot! These are largely acoustic
tracks, simple in form, framing her distinctive voice. Always from the
heart these songs contain a bitter taste of bile that is at odds with
the gentle delivery, but don't get suckered in. These songs can shock,
and often leave a feeling, an emotion, buried in your mind which your
subconscious seems to work away at with the result that the next listen
generates a new respect for this music. One of pop's great talents (and
what a lovely sleeve too).
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King
Crimson - Discipline
CDVKCX8
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Crimson - Beat
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King
Crimson - Three Of A Perfect Pair
CDVKCX10 Reviewed
by DA
The time is 1982, and a group assuming the name of veteran prog rockers
King Crimson appears on the music scene. While the world steels itself
for another avante-metal assault, the new band releases its first album,
Discipline, and this time it's funky. Welcome to the Twilight Zone. In
fact, Discipline was only a surprise to those who had overlooked Robert
Fripp's interim band The League Of Gentlemen. Here was a group whose roots
were not in Royston Vasey but New York, where Fripp had long been ensconced
as one of art rock's leading lights. Combining elements of Blondie and
Talking Heads, The League Of Gentlemen produced fine snippets of eccentric
bouncy pop. Thus it was no surprise to find that the new King Crimson
included one time Talking Heads contributor Adrian Belew. Also drafted
in was Peter Gabriel sessioneer Tony Levin on bass and Chapman Stick,
having worked together with Fripp on Gabriel's first two albums. The final
member of the court was Bill Bruford, the highly intelligent drummer (is
that an oxymoron?) from the previous Crimson incarnation, and one time
skin basher with Yes. As Fripp's Funky Foursome was probably not going
to sell too many records, it was time to re-instate, once again, the King
Crimson moniker. As part of the ongoing re-issue project to celebrate
KC's 30th anniversary, which is now long passed, we now have the three
albums recorded by the funky four. Each is presented in an attractive
miniature gatefold sleeve, denying the fact that all three LPs were originally
released in slip covers. No matter, the presentation feels lavish, and
each includes a bonus booklet containing reviews of the original releases,
notes from Fripp, and other trivia. Musically the three CDs chart a course
from the tight melodic guitar patterns of the aptly named Discipline to
the deranged monster that was the construKction of light, Three Of A Perfect
Pair marking the halfway point of the journey, and on the original release
being prophetically broken into two halves pointing to what had been and
what was to come. Listening to this release of Discipline I was struck
by the fact that the CD appears to feature a subtly different mix to the
original LP, something that was not apparent on the previous set of three
re-issues. Certain tracks on the LP were really difficult to reproduce
unless your system's timing was spot on; the altered mix seems to give
an easier ride to the cyclic guitar patterns set up between Fripp and
Belew. The second album, Beat, is themed loosely on the writings of the
'50s beat heroes, and in particular Jack Kerouac. Frankly I'm too young,
too English, and too philistine to comment further on the theme, but musically
the album continues the fusion of funk and maths to good effect. Whilst
not hitting the highs of 'Frame By Frame' and 'Indiscipline' from the
previous album, tracks such as 'Sartori In Tangier will quickly have you
tripping the light fantastic around the living room. Sadly though, the
closing improvisation 'Requiem' is a real dog. Three Of A Perfect Pair
is the real collector's find, for while the only bonus track on the preceding
two CDs is a largely redundant single edit of 'Matte Kudasai', here we
get a mini album's worth of extra material and, for owners of the original,
a big surprise. Ignoring the extra tracks, the album is split in two,
funky and weird. The funky "Left Side" bats along at quite a pace with
some great songs and even a stab at the singles market in the form of
'Sleepless', and herein lies the surprise; the version here is completely
different to the one on the original vinyl. The original vinyl version
is now tucked away with two other re-mixes in the extras section. How
odd. The "Right Side" is considerably more challenging (or rubbish according
to several friends), sounding at times like a visit to a haunted factory.
I love the first track on this side, 'Industry', with its staccato bass
line, swirling effects, and interjected percussion. In the end these three
CDs represent a set of musical ideals presented by four superb musicians
at the peak of their abilities. If you fancy a bit of discipline in your
life, then you could do worse than starting here.
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Gordon
Haskell - Look Out
Flying Sparks Records TDB-CD-053 Reviewed
by DA
To be honest, since Gordon Haskell left King Crimson he has been flying
under my personal radar, and so I had no idea what to expect when his
latest spinner landed on my lap for review. What I can guarantee is that
I didn't expect a CD that sounds like a summit between Tom Waits and Captain
Beefheart over a bottle of single malt and half a dozen good Havanas.
Haskell may be sampling the Highland firewater, but he's not drowning
in it. Rather, like the aforementioned malt, he has matured and improved
with age. His outlook seems remarkably upbeat for a man who has steadfastly
avoided commercial success since the early '70s, and Look Out is a refreshing
blend of liquor fuelled rockers and smoky ballads. Eschewing the overproduction
favoured by many of his contemporaries, Haskell is backed by a competent
band who obviously enjoy playing his material. The production is sparse
with a slight rough edge to the sound that surprisingly adds to the performance,
given that the band sound like an upmarket pub act. When I first got the
CD, I slipped it into the player intending to sample each track before
reviewing it properly at a later date. That the remote remained untouched
as the complete CD played should speak volumes about how the artist hooked
and reeled in this reviewer.
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REM
- Reveal
Warner Bros 9362-47946-2 Reviewed
by MC
The latest Album from REM has been heralded as a return to form, a true
classic REM record. But then, most bands when faced with marketing their
16th album will roll this cliché out one more time. If a return to form
can be read as turning back on the brilliant and youthful direction their
last four albums took, and instead heading off down a path labelled "no-where
in particular" then yes, it is a return to form. Whereas New Adventures
saw them invest in blistering guitars and screamed vocal pleas, and Up
stripped this down to its most basic components to give a more soulful
and distressed album, Reveal is REM at their most complete, their most
polished, but sadly, without any songs to back it up. The album has only
one real tune to speak of, the basis for 'All the way to Reno', and even
that is simply 'Near wild heaven' on loop (in fact, 'Near wild heaven'
seems to crop up all through the record). The songs bleed into each other
without ever really making any sort of impression at all. It's a disappointing
follow up to a superb run of albums, and not even Some fantastic Phil
Spector style guitar work can lift it from the bin marked "Dirge".
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Nadine
- Lit Up From The Inside
Glitterhouse GRCD 508 Reviewed
by RG
Thoughtful, reflective songs from St. Louis based Nadine, a Missouri four
piece with more than a hint of After The Goldrush about them. Perhaps
it's the slightly nasal whine to the vocals, perhaps it's the deliberate
pacing of the self produced songs, but the shade of Neil Young stands
silent guard in the background while the band go through their impressive
paces. With no individual credits, even down to who does what with what
to who, it's difficult to single out any particular contribution, and
maybe that's as well, for it's the coherence and solidity of the playing
that really makes this record stand out from the crowd. The easy, open
flow of 'Streets' followed by the insistent, probing of 'Hope Like The
Rain' form the heart and pivot of the album. These are simple, beautiful
songs, beautifully played by a band that knows each other and exactly
what it's doing. They bed things in after the varied scale, style and
textures of the opening, leading into the more measured songs of side
two (or they would if this wasn't a CD). The result is a subtle, gentle
delight of a disc that creeps up on you, and before you know it, it's
become a staple on your play list. Wonderful.
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Django
Reinhardt - Djangology Vol 1 1934-5
Naxos Jazz Legends 8.120515 Reviewed
by DD
Forget hi-fi (what can you expect from recordings of this vintage) this
is simply a phenomenal talent at work, making history with some of the
greatest guitar work ever recorded. Blending gypsy rhythms with jazz,
Django carved a path of his own and found his most sensitive partner in
Stephane Grapelli with whom he formed the Quintette du Hot Club de France.
This album includes some of their earliest recordings where even dusty
standards like Swanee River are given a bounce and urgency they normally
lack. Grapelli sets Reinhardt off perfectly, each urging the other on
to faster and faster paced runs -just listen to I Got Rhythm here for
proof of their energy. Slower paced numbers, like St. Louis Blues work
just as well and the fact that Reinhardt achieved all this sans the use
of two fingers never ceases to astonish. These recordings have been re-mastered
using CEDAR noise reduction. Background noise, although varying slightly
from track to track in line with the quality of the available master material,
is minimal. This is among an initial batch of Jazz Legend recordings from
Naxos that includes recordings from Ellington, Nat King Cole, and Stan
Kenton. At the usual bargain Naxos price you should snap 'em up as soon
as you see them!
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Cal
Tjader - Soul Burst
Verve V/V6 8837 (Speakers Corner) Reviewed
by DD
Recorded in '66 this is one of Tjader's better releases. Whilst he was
not an outstanding vibes player he was able to play a leading role in
the integration of Latin rhythms and jazz . He was largely responsible
for introducing both Willie Bobo and Mongo Santamaria to wider audiences.
The Latin influence is there from the first notes of the opening number
Cuchy Frito Man. What sounds at first like another easy going Latin-fest
quickly gets tougher and by the time we reach the percussion-led side
one closer Manteca, a favourite tune of Dizzy Gillespie, things are really
cooking: well, at least they're simmering nicely. The band is fine, with
noticeably good flute playing from Jerry Dodgion throughout, and the 12-piece
set-up are remarkably tight. The four-man percussion section plays a major
role in keeping this session above the easy listening category. The recording
is crisp and clean and the 180g pressing excellent. At just under 36 minutes
you barely have time to relax into the album before it's over. Maybe I'm
getting too used to CD's.
Supplier: Vivante Tel:0208-977-6600
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The
Chuck Israels Quartet - The Bellingham Sessions, Vol 2
Audio Ideas ai-cd-013 Reviewed
by DD
Chuck Israels originally came to prominence as the bassist with the Bill
Evans Trio from '61 to '66 although he's also paid his dues with a number
of other greats including John Coltrane, Bud Powell, and Stan Getz. In
the eighties he contributed to a couple of favourite albums of mine: The
Kronos Quartet's Bill Evans and Thelonius Monk albums. This album pairs
Israels with drummer Donald Bailey, guitarist Dan Faehnle, and pianist
Miles Black. Evan's music is an undoubted influence on the set, which
runs through a series of traditional and original compositions in a genial
and laid back manner, which subtly draws you in to the music and soothes
the soul. Israels is content to take a back seat here, providing a sensitive
backdrop for the other band members. Faehnle in particular shines throughout
with particularly fluid playing. The recording is remarkably natural -
no single element intrudes - leaving the focus entirely where it should
be - on the music making. This is a 'nice' album in the best sense of
that over-used word: no barriers are broken, the entirely natural recording
won't wow hi-fi nuts, but to those who enjoy music first it makes an entirely
enjoyable and relaxing set.
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Lalo
Schifrin - Insensatez
Verve V6-8785 (Speakers Corner) Reviewed
by DD
And now, from the man who brought you Mission Impossible, an album of
.., well what is it? The album opens with The Wave, which with its driving
piano theme has more than a hint of his big hit. Then it's straight into
Jobim territory with Insensatez and on through more Bossa Nova fare including
Samba Para Dos and Murmerio. Schifrin's intention with the album was 'to
show respect for the real feeling of bossa nova, using either Brazilian
themes or other material that was suitable for that kind of treatment.'
The Creed Taylor production is good, with what sounds like a vast band,
the string section and top notes of Schifrin's piano are a little acid
but generally this is a very full-blooded recording. The strings are too
heavy for my taste tending to rob the album of the Brazilian feel it strives
for. Jobim's albums are, for me, the role model of how strings can be
sensitively integrated, adding to rather than sacrificing the atmosphere.
Oh, and just what is it? Easy listening of course: Elevator music for
very superior elevators.
Supplier: Vivante Tel:0208-977-6600
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The
Jerome Harris Quintet - Rendezvous
Stereophile STPH-013-2 Reviewed
by DD
Recorded in just two days in Acoustic Sounds Blue Heaven studios, this
was a labour of love for all involved. The Kansas studios were chosen
as a democratically inconvenient venue between the New Mexico based Stereophile
crew and the New York based musicians I'm glad they made the choice though,
because the set benefits from a convincingly warm, natural sound set in
a tangible acoustic space. Harris plays a Taylor acoustic bass guitar
throughout - a very different and to my ears much more musical sound than
a conventional electric bass, with a full-bodied, rounded tone. The opening
number, Decision Point features some fine trombone work from Art Baron,
but the standout track for me comes mid-way through the album. The band's
take on the Ellington standard The Mooche starts in such a laid-back way
that you feel it will grind to a halt. It stays in this relaxed groove
throughout, but the band overlay some fine soloing that lift the track
right out of the rut. Notably Steve Nelson on vibraphone and especially
Art Baron, who makes it clear in this number that he's played with Ellington
for real. This is a good, well-played and very well recorded, if musically
unexceptional album.
Supplier: Stereophile - www.stereophile.com
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Art
Blakey! Jazz Messengers! - Art Blakey & the Jazz Messengers
Impulse AS-7 (Speakers Corner) Reviewed
by DD
'Missis Blakey's only son Arturo' can do little wrong in my book and this
'61 set that introduced Wayne Shorter to the band crackles with energy
from the start. The rest of the line up includes Lee Morgan, Curtis Fuller,
Robert Timmons and Jymie Merritt and you'd think they'd played together
for years. The fast-paced opener Alamode is followed by a gentler, more
sedate Invitation which features some fine horn playing from Morgan, Fuller
and Shorter; then on to a faster paced Circus to close the first side.
Side two opens with a fine reading of You Don't Know What Love Is. This
really plays up the strength of the three horn section with great solos
from all three, but more importantly, some really fine interplay. The
album closes with a storming rendition of Gee Baby, Ain't I Good To You.
As ever, Blakey is the glue that binds this band together with his propulsive
style, but he never gets in the way of any individual, being perfectly
content to lead from the back. The recording is a fine example of Impulse
at its best: each instrument clearly defined, dynamic, warm and full bodied,
set in a fairly convincing acoustic space; in fact a fair approximation
of live jazz. Recommended.
Supplier: Vivante Tel:0208-977-6600
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