Track-by-track reviews of full-length albums and a new video release provide the creative focus for this month of March springtime DCW Feature. Previously covered artists from trusted recording labels have released brand new work that justify attentive listening, followed by deep dive analysis. With the literary details of this review now fully completed, one is encouraged to read along and experience the sights and sounds of these musical artists latest creations.
North Carolina based singer-songwriter Chris Church is no stranger to this websites musical realm. When first introduced by the inimitable label Big Stir Records, the album “Darling Please” garnered a glowing review here. That was followed up a year or so later with a full analysis of the brilliant “Radio Transient.” Now Chris is back with a brand new album “Obsolete Path” which is once again released on the Big Stir label. Exploring the elements of power pop, Americana, hard rock and new wave, a proper listen and analysis of the music created follows below.
You can’t help but set the correct thematic direction by opening your album with it’s title track. Surrounding that proposition with boldly strummed, resonant acoustic guitar chords serve the stated lyrics well. The defiance of concrete and sensible decision making (“refusing to do the math”) is a fork in the road wisdom choice for those who’ve lived enough decades to recognize it. The albums first single release “Sit Down” trades the acoustic for some big time electric guitar work. The drums are loud and forceful and hooky riffs abound all around. Chris adds a processed sheen to his vocals as he ruminates about being “older” and “out of the frame” as a veteran journeyman rocker surveying the current music landscape. The ultimate rebellion in stating “I’m not going anywhere” sits well next to the catchy repeated title line vocal harmony.
Check out this super fun video created by Lori Franklin, featuring Brian Beaver (drums), Lindsay Murray (backing vocals) and some cool mini-instruments!
It’s hard not to think of classic era Fleetwood Mac when listening to what Chris already admits is “perhaps the Lindsey Buckingham-iest song [he’s] ever written” with the reverse-logic romantic “I Don't Wanna Be There.” In fact, with such a prominent, driving bass line, perhaps it’s actually John McVie who deserves some credit as well. The clever lyrical turn is that no matter how enticing a locale, it’s not worth being there without the one you love along as well. Fourth track (and follow-up single) “She Looks Good in Black” is one of those titles that’s so good, you wonder if it came first and the rest of the song then built around it. A slice of almost-country meets Americana, the lyrics make you chuckle. “I had to let go of her hand, She left to see a satanic band, The devil’s got me beat again” is how the opening strains go. Her knowing “exactly what to wear” (along with the obvious black clothing there was “dead flowers in her long dark hair”). Ultimately hoping “she had a real good time” and that at the very least “the evil was sublime” the track itself is a riff and harmony loaded toe-tapper.
There’s a wonderful balance on the lyrically caustic, musically angular alty-rocker (and focus track) “Life On A Trampoline.” The instrumental motion (a churning back and forth) suggests the up and down movements of that bouncing device. However, the lyrics come down hard on those always “saying the same thing,” who’ll “say anything” because “you’re just dying just to be heard” and “live to be seen.” In the end “it’s all the same – no matter what you think you mean – you’re saying the same thing” (over and over). The first co-written track (with his wife Lori Franklin) “Running Right Back to You” emphasizes big electrified power chords, pummel-hard drumming and prominent bass guitar. Sweet harmonies lace the title line chorus, while new-to-this-writer word “limerance” (it means “obsessive infatuation”) provides an opportunity for vocabulary expansion. Bonus points for the heavy metal guitar solo towards the end.
The only non-newly written track comes just-past the albums midpoint with initially penned 20 years ago “Tell Me what You Really Are.” Initially acoustic guitar, singer-songwriter driven, the full band comes in on the second verse and remains throughout. A love song in it’s purest sense, although written from a second meeting years later point of view. Once again, a sinewy electric guitar solo just past the bridge adds musical weight to it all. Old western twang is the order of the day on country-tinged “The Great Divide.” The overall vibe is Glenn Frey fronted Eagles, easy-groove California rock and roll. Even the harmonies roll in like a long lost relative to mega hit “Take It Easy.” A noticeable descending bass guitar line stands out the title explained lyrics “even if it’s the great divide, I’m on your side.”
Another Church/Franklin ("Chanklin?") co-write comes via the first-wave 80’s era computer fascination “I’m a Machine.” The fidgety interplay between bundle-of-nerves guitar chords, bass and drums suggests what a band like The Police did in that time period. This couplet “nothing is too far, nothing is lame, slaying and ghosting, re-earning the shame” sums up the overall lyrical turmoil. The albums third co-write (with celebrated musician Bill Lloyd) “Vice Versa” opens with a gentle mandolin breeze. That quickly morphs into busy prog forms, emphasizing angular guitar figures, tom-heavy drums and counter-melody bass. A song about universal changes summed up with these lyrics “the seasons flow and time is running in a circle (and vice versa).” The gentle mandolin returns for a brief coda, complete with at-that-recording-time incidental studio chatter.
A lumbering noisy guitar and drums stoner-rock progression serves late album (and longest) track “Like A Sucker.” Instrumentally similar to those maniacal live-in-the-studio jams Neil Young & Crazy Horse get up to, the vocal delivery is more contentious. Vowing to be “fooled for the last time,” and not be “just another sucker.” Choosing to close out the album the way it started, the acoustic guitar driven “What Are We Talking About?” is a musically sparse, lyrically focused rumination on – everything. Questions for the universe, delivered with sincerity and perhaps a glimmer of hope for the future.
The album is out via CD and Streaming worldwide on March 28, and can be ordered here at Big Stir Records
Two previous reviews on this site of Chris Church can be found here: “Radio Transient” and “Darling Please.” Which also qualified for each of those particular year's annual DCW Best Of.
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It was less than a year ago when this site did a thorough review the Julian Shah-Tayler (a/k/a The Singularity Music) brilliant recreation/tribute album of David Bowie’s “Diamond Dogs” on it’s 50th Anniversary. The previous year his full-length record of original songs titled “Elysium” was dissected via studious listen and analysis, as well as follow-up single “Fall Apart” six months later. Now Julian is back with a brand new album of all original songs with the curious title “Honne/Tatemae.” Those Japanese words emphasize the duality of life, with the former revealing our true feelings and desires, and the later being what we choose to display in public. A complete track-by-track review of each songs essential offering follows below.
Opening with the album’s brief introductory title track, ambient backward loops rise slowly from the mist as Julian delivers poetic spoken word musings. He states: “In the Isthmus between birth and death, let us illuminate the world with the dance of our brief candle.” That merges into the next (and first full length) track “ForEva,” which initially floats into focus on fluttering wings before stronger percussion, synths and violins provide classical music vibes. Julian’s well-honed Bowie-esque vocals always stand out, while a very active bass guitar powers it all forward. Positive idealism shines through on it’s chorus: “If it takes forever and a day, we’ll watch this world burn away. If it takes forever and a day, you are still my destiny.” Listen here:
A uniquely processed harsh-slap percussion track, prominent bass, metallic-stringed acoustic guitar and an extended note melody serves up third entry “Sufferation.” Vocals are delivered with that romantic croon the aforementioned Mr. B (along with acolytes like Cy Curnin of The Fixx) have done for years. Julian puts his unique touch by adding original ambiance on line endings (“through nowhere,” “life mare,” “foreverywhere,” “this love affair”) and on the dreamy chorus. “We’re lucid in our daydreams, suffocate in moonbeams - our separation . . . dislocated through our sufferation.”
Fourth entry “Malicious Intent” adds buzzing synth behind previously established high production values focused on quick keyboard stabs matched to sharp percussion and violin textures. A scathing warning at a “second rate mediocrity” who “started a war” to “make it stop” before this reciprocal “intent” will be forced to “burn it all down.”
Check out this Darwin Meiners mixed, Kaiber AI video for this song here:
A mechanized robotic undercurrent shares space with sheering guitars on fifth track “Bleed.” Although static in it’s forward progression, there are touches of electric funk (in that way Kraftwerk sometimes does). Especially on the chorus, which goes “Cause I don’t want to see you bleed no no no, don’t want to see you bleed.” A studio recording allows for creating vocal arrangements, which at times finds the singer taking alternating lines, approximating a duet with oneself.
Just past the records midpoint is the tom tom drums driven, slower burn groove “Turn To Stone.” Julian’s vocals are much less Bowie-styled, but instead closer to Simon LeBon in pitch, register and phrasing. In particular when going to falsetto on bridge sections that go “and those colors turn to grey, and these words have nothing to say.” The chorus “In the dead of night on the long way home, you suffocate and turn to stone” approximates the aforementioned SB’s mid-range. A lovely ambient change towards the end features unique keyboard textures, acoustic guitar and original repeated vocalizing on the words “You ARE.”
As previously mentioned, a detailed review of initial single (and this album’s seventh track) “Fall Apart” was presented here on this site at the end of 2023. Read all about (and listen to) this classic 80’s style keyboard-synths driven song of heartbreak right here.
Mysterious vibrations and plucking dulcimer sound usher in eighth entry “Fisk.” Open space allows vocal phrasing to flourish, while classical violins provide necessary emphasis. The chorus dabbles in electro-funk, with poetic lines “of all the fish in the sea, the biggest is me,” and “of all the birds in the sky I swoop and I dive.” Essential repeated line “I’ll turn the pressure on” leads everything out to it’s ultimate conclusion.
Angular synth figures dance in mathematical sequence on the cleverly titled “Buds an the Bes.” As suspected, that title gets fleshed out to it’s universally understood meaning on a chorus that states “Before you get down on your knees - How do the birds and the bees?” The answer to that comes in the form of two more questions, “Do they sing when they sting? Do you still sing?” An unanticipated distorted electric guitar enters the fray, counter-balancing the prior electronic rhythms.
The albums penultimate track comes with the creatively vocalized “This Charming Life.” Rolling out stylized “do do do do do’s” (sounding like otherworldly children), a David Sylvian-esque instrumental groove moves everything forward. Julian frequently moves his voice into a falsetto register, both solo and harmonized with himself. “You know I can light up the sky with fire,” stands out as essential repeated sentiment.
Julian brings in heavyweight Bowie-band instrumentalists Mike Garson and Carmine Rojas, as well as the prolific David J for final (and albums longest) song “Lights Out.” Moody and piano sprinkled, a busy calypso-like percussive and rhythmic undercurrent is just one of numerous unpredictable elements. Garson’s jazzy piano and the overall willingness to expand traditional song structures is reminiscent of Bowie’s own later period work. David J is a master at dropping in a simple, yet so effective standout bassline (like the one that powered “So Alive” via it’s catchy-hook end-out on that hit). Busier bass guitar segments may also be the result of Carmine Rojas’ inclusion. This post-apocalyptic story turns on it’s hook “after all the love is gone, will the last one on this world, please turn the lights out?” Doubling down on this sentiment, Julian concludes with the spoken word narration “we will be erased like a face drawn in sand on the edge of the sea.”
Previous DCW Features on this artist can be found here, here and here.
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A recent notification that one of Sunday Records finest bands The Proctors had put out a new video was certainly motivation to investigate. It was only last August when this site reviewed a number of tracks from their most recent album “Snowdrops and Hot Air Balloons.” Revisiting one of the standout songs from that album, a full video treatment is now given to “You and me and the sea.” A new opportunity to give full attention to both this recording and it’s fresh imagery inspires the words below.
As the band is shown walking around world-famous “Brighton Palace Pier” (an English amusement park with similar historical qualities as Brooklyn’s Coney Island or New Jersey’s Asbury Park) the songs opening strains chime into focus. Female background vocals are the first voices heard, gently singing about how “it’s just a reflection in the water.” Shots of the band playing their guitars are intertwined with footage of the ocean, seagulls and carnival rides. Male lead vocals seek out a “rescue remedy” for “broken hearts.” Poetic seaside lyrics continue as “castles in the sand built by hearts of stone that could not understand” are remedied by an offer to “close your eyes and take my hand.”
Capturing the adventurous joy of a day at the beach and arcades with your friends (or in this case, your band), emotional feelings are also present too. The heart-tugging pre-chorus bridge displays this perfectly with the lines “we listen to that song, it felt like we belonged, something felt so right that day how could it all gone wrong?” When that chorus hits, its title-line simplicity is all that is really needed. However, a second line (and repeat from the intro) “it’s just a reflection in the water” acknowledges how these memorable moments are often fleeting and ephemeral. Just past the mid-point allows for a layered acoustic, electric and bass guitar instrumental segment. Footage of the band in front of the Pier’s many sights (graffiti walled walkways, telephone booths) and attractions (mini-duck games, exotic ceramic cats, the crazy mouse ride, merry-go-rounds) add fun to this guitar, synth and vocal hooky composition.
Check out this wonderful song and video here:
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As these Autumn days usher in the back quarter of 2024, new music releases from artists both familiar and new receive deep listen reviews. A much anticipated new album from trusted label runners own band share space here with a first time entry. Rounding all of that out is the return of a storied and influential creative force that continues to mesmerize. Time spent immersed in the lyrical thoughts and audio sounds each of these artists present is both entertaining and enlightening.
Having already been acknowledged by the prolific Burbank, California music label Big Stir Records for “the wonderful coverage of so many of their releases over the years,” it’s always exciting to hear of something new from them on the way. This time it’s the label runners own band The Armoires with their fourth full-length album “Octoberland.” This site reviewed their previous album back in 2021 which now leads to anticipation of how their sound has evolved. Produced by Michael Simmons of sparkle*jets u.k. (who’s own work was reviewed here very recently) a deep listen and analysis commences below.
Opening track (and “indie hit single”) “We Absolutely Mean It” initially misdirects with studio-enhanced soft alien vocalizing before quickly launching into it’s forceful progression. It’s a downward pounding rock and roll romp driven by electric piano, thumping drums n’ bass, chugging guitar and violin (the cool ELO kind). Vocals come on in a modern synthesized manner, with quick cut accents by the band after each single line delivered. Unafraid to take a more intellectual stance, short sentence word play that includes “self-mythology,” “etymology,” “ambiguous” and “progeny” are delivered within the songs first minute. The punch line (if you will) is that “we mean it” with conviction and sincerity. A repeated change section provides a catchy sing-along cadence, while at one point charmingly emphasizes “truth,” “elderly” and “youth.” They even embed their own band name in verse with “we are The Armoires, anything could be inside” (which makes sense as it’s actual definition is a large wardrobe). Driving home the message that “this is a collective (and not a single point of view)” the end out declares “this is where we go big” followed by an Italian word “sfacciata” (which means a brazen boldness).
Check out this brilliant track here:
An ear tickling interplay between chiming guitar and bass introduces featured track “Ridley & Me After the Apocalypse.” Drums quickly pound in and the progression is off to the races. Warm viola creates a rising sensation, before the full-force descending progression glides along lush synthesizers. Delivering quaint, picturesque lyrics referencing life in the aftermath of cataclysm, there’s still time to note their own personal fashion styles “She's dressed in Victorian plaid . . . and paisley's the province of Dad.” There’s musical weight via tom-tom drums behind the rising vocal bridge that states “End times are so boring,” while the bouncy chorus and it’s time-honored vocal spell out of “A.P.O.C.A.L.Y.P.S.E.” adds a lightness to a subject we’ve all too long been conditioned to fear. “Character development” becomes the primary focus as the song concludes, and one can’t help but root for “Ridley” and the “tribe” to succeed with all the “world building” this is going to take.
Majestic piano figures and acoustic guitar lead off another of the album’s feature tracks “Here Comes The Song.” Blended soft voice delivery of vocalists Rex and Christina share similarities with the way Sune and Sharin do in The Raveonettes. Lyrically writing about a songs creation in a reverential manner (where it “sits on a throne” and is “the ruler of all it surveys”), it still has to “take it’s first steps” to eventually be heard. Quickly reaching the simple humming title line chorus, the full band enters for maximum effect. Biblical references to “Bethlehem” and “a place to be born” move the story forward, now enhanced by sumptuous violins. The progression is broken by a dramatic change with voices rising in pitch and additional questions on a songs true nature arise. Subsequent verses amplify intelligent literary care, but in spite of those qualities “The Song” ultimately “ate her up inside.”
Enjoy this wonderful song via this official video release:
Other featured tracks like the heart-tugging whimsy of “Music & Animals” is a joyful romp reminding us about what should really matter in this life. With a bouncy rhythm combining bits of happy-style The Cure with a slight country-western feel, twangy guitar and emotive violins stand out. Those Raveonettes-style (which is actually Everly Brothers-style) seamlessly blended vocals, present the question “how do we get by in this world?” The answer comes quickly with the songs title, because if you don’t love those two things there’s something wrong. Piano and bass guitar noticeably steps forward after a first pass through the chorus. Anyone who has ever had a long-time four legged friend can relate to the lyric “everyone needs a familiar to sing their secrets to.” A playful turn is taken with a twice visited call-and-response segment that alternates both vocalists sharing thoughts of their pets and song design. The album’s theme and concept comes fully revealed as here is the “Octoberland” everyone is invited to “visit when you can.”
Other interesting cuts like “This One’s For The Swedes” emphasizes flamenco guitar, synths and Christina singing in a Debbie Harry-style cadence and timbre. “Ouroboros Blues (Crow Whisperer) is a delightfully bouncy song that moves away from the blended voices to alternating male-female verses. A mournful violin works it’s way throughout, adding a charming pathos to it all. “Green Hellfire At The 7-11” uses a Buddy Holly-esque cadence on it’s chorus, combining sing-along rhymes with more serious political thoughts. “You Oughta Be Cut in Half” blends two prominent genres into a single song. Life-in-a-Northern-Town-Britpop and early 80’s era-Blondie (again) may be the two halves actually intended. Points for the lyric “try living life as a levitating torso.”
The whole album is filled with one gorgeous track after another, and is out in full on October 11. Preorder it in your choice of format - Vinyl, CD and/or Streaming, here.
A frequent way artists find their way onto this review site is by a simple direct message reach out. Such is the case with The Black Watch, a band fronted by John Andrew Fredrick (who did the reaching out). Naturally an initial listen to the artists previously unheard music is a necessity, and if the quality is deemed worthy (in this case very much so) a review is soon underway. John is one of those talented journeymen who creates brilliant music. An apparent 30+ year career of writing and recording had lead up to this recent album “Weird Rooms.” With ears tuned in carefully, the Cromwell analysis commences right away.
A quick word about this cover: It is a painting by English portrait and landscape painter Thomas Gainsborough. Considered one of the most important British artists of the second half of the 18th century, the soft image of that female evokes thoughts of another time. Gainsborough is actually more famous for another one of his paintings, the ubiquitous “Blue Boy.” For his own part, John Andrew Fredrick offers up his own original art on the back cover.
The album begins with a brief :31 second opening salvo “When You Find Forever” that approximates someone walking up the stairs, opening a door to a room with chaotic voices, strumming guitar and tuning in to a radio station that smoothly states “the best music all day long.” Then a few more seconds of twangy western music before abruptly cutting in to the albums first real song “Myrmidon.” Pivoting off of four acoustic strummed guitar chords, the make-you-look-it-up title word “myrmidon” (from classical mythology, an unquestioning follower) is initially sung with cryptic phrasing. With no percussion, bass guitar provides the underlying movement, along with brighter electric guitar punctuation. Beatle-esque background vocals make a splash on the end of vocal lines “I forget where I’m at,” “don’t you find?” and various strategic points going forward. Drums and tambourine eventually kick in at the one minute mark putting the song in full motion. An equally mysterious semi-spoken word vocal line “I'm blushing like a carnation,” leads the track out to it’s conclusion.
“Miles & Miles” approximates a chill trip-hop percussive element under shimmering guitar and angular bass guitar lines. Against the backdrop of this subtle dream-gaze coloring are lyrics questioning motivation. How the “difference between the way you speak” and “carry on” “varies by the week.” And although one may be “all for opening up to change,” following approved dissension points may not be the clearest way forward. A wonderful rising buzzy ambiance provides musical interlude, with bass guitar and drums periodically let loose underneath. The final 30 seconds or so is laced with veiled spoken word samples, that appear to be in a foreign language.
The rarely used anymore word “Gobbledegook” (first used in the early 1940’s, but a child of the 1960’s remembers their mom using it a lot) serves as the title for this next song. The track is embedded with a style that straddles the line between “Isn’t Anything” and “Loveless” MBV. It’s progression hearkens to the joyous uplift of “When You Sleep,” but it’s less distorted quicker and cleaner. John enlists a female vocalist to deftly shadow him on essential lines like “I wouldn’t stand for it, nor should you.” A lovely rising synth line hook emerges multiple times throughout, enhancing the quick strummed guitar and bass pattern. Lyrically the message is clear: “how can the hope of trust in them go well?” (the red pilled among us know who “they” are) - “it's gobbledegook & you know it is.” Double talk gibberish is dangerous when it comes from our so-called leaders.
Another “radio station” break comes via the :52 second “Without Protection” which declares “you’re tuned in to the one and only TBW 93.1 FM.” That sets up a finger picked acoustic guitar and mournful violin instrumental that is rather emotive and sentimental. Followed by more footsteps and a door opening, which leads direction into the next (and album title) song. “Weird Rooms” bounces out of the box with a perky strummed acoustic guitar progression enhanced by sharp plucked deeper toned guitar notes over top. Vocals start right away with a story of “hazy-past dreamlike endeavors.” Again enlisting female shadow vocals on the catchy change, “soft you now, your blushing skin, I breathe it in with all of me,” is a sonic delight. That the end-line word “me” is repeated for four more times with changing harmonies adds one more level of unexpected aural delight. There’s a lovely instrumental break just midway in, with Beatles-esque chiming lead guitar melodies over top of the acoustic guitar progression. When vocals return the song (and albums) meaning becomes clearer, stating “the strangest room” – the “weird rooms are not that weird to me.”
“Swallowed” returns to that MBV/Ringo Deathstarr hybrid that so many in the “gazer” community have such affection for. All the adored earmarks of quickly strummed electric guitar (although not particularly distorted) quick snare drum fills and a rising pitch-bend element nod in homage to that beloved genre. Even the song’s title itself seems like it could have been on “Loveless.” John sings in boy-girl tandem with a female vocalist that beg further comparisons to the Kevin-Belinda style. It’s two minutes of sonic bliss, yet the lyrical story is not that happy. “you swallowed all the lies he told, I don’t have to tell you this – the world will” and “willingly I'd share the blame, I wonder if you'd say the say the same.”
The full album release is jam packed with one delightful track after another. Have a listen for yourself right here:
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A little over a year ago legendary psych-rockers The Telescopes album “Of Tomorrow” was given a thorough listen and review here on this site. Now this boundary breaking collective driven by founder and frontman Stephen Lawrie are back with a brand new release titled “Halo Moon.” With a body of work that encompasses over 30 years, The Telescopes have directly influenced multiple generations of experimental musicians world wide. The time is now here to dive into this latest release and find the secrets held within its sound waves.
Opening cut “Shake It All Out” builds off primitive thump percussion surrounded by grinding organ-like keyboards. The pace is deliberate like a metronome with Stephen’s vocals emerging in an unhurried manner. Calling into question “your very soul,” leads to a realization “it has no place in your mind.” As the progression oozes relentlessly forward, a chorus of sorts emerges which implores that you “shake it all out baby, shake it all out now.” Guitar and bass move up into the mix, adding sonic color to the overall proceedings. There’s caution at points in Stephen’s lines, like when he states “don’t let it turn your heart to stone.”
Featured video track release “For The River Man” builds around a back-and-forth sawing harmonica riff (with green glowing video imagery to match), jingling percussion and deep thumping bass. Distant sonic elements flow across the sound field at various times adding an otherworldly sensation. Stephen appears and begins softly delivered vocal lines in drowsy tones, with his video imagery reading them from what appears to be an ancient manuscript. “Go tell the river man, I’ll be there when I can,” is how it initially is told. With the reveal that he’s “headed for another land” you notice the ghosting voices impressively that trail along a number of these lines. Recurring images of that single note pluck
on bass guitar float into view as Stephen rises a step in pitch on vocal lines stating “go tell the sky above, everything you love. Tell it to the trees, as you please.” The essential hook overall is that warm harmonica riff that mirrors a lonesome dove, 1930’s dust bowl vibe. The story continues: “fell into the sun – day is never done. It goes on and on – never done.” Reaching what is essentially the song title line chorus, multi-layered higher harmonies add a deeper hue to it all. “Tell it to the breeze” Stephen furthers, and “all it guarantees.” All throughout the video a flowing backdrop (like sunlight on water) runs behind from right to left. The track concludes with additional harmonica phrasing over a rushing river flow.
Watch and listen to this entrancing composition here:
“Come Tomorrow” emerges out of alternating electric guitar strokes, modulating keyboard textures and a strong bass line moving through the center of it all. The percussion is basic but forceful in just the right places, like a New Orleans funeral procession. Stephen’s vocals come on with a touch of processing, as if singing through an electronic device that synthesizes voices. A long reedy keyboard pad (sounding like a harmonium) is paired underneath these vocals, as the voodoo percussion clinks along. The voices become fuller and more natural sounding on the essential central theme that goes “no more weeping – no more sorrow” leading in to the song’s title line.
“Along The Way” is a five minute guitar punctuated meditation that leads you through an internal journey of self-discovery. “Lonesome Heart” builds around a three-quarter time signature, relying on dual guitars (power chords and single riff melody lines) , ambient keyboards and minimally placed percussion. The title track “Halo Moon” moves at a thoughtfully measured pace, with instruments syncopated at angular entry points. A mysterious rattle-pulse accents the track at periodic intervals, as the songs title is chanted like a mantra to shining celestial body.
“Nothing Matters” chugs along a straight trap drum set pattern, with downward driving guitar lines and complimentary keyboards. A distant thunder-boom adds depth to the sonic spectrum as vocals float over and above this driving rhythm. The albums final track “This Train Rolls On” is cinematic in feel and epic in scope. A gong is repeatedly struck as keyboard pads, cymbal rushes and strangled, note-wrenching guitar lay a trance-inducing field for the vocals. At six and a half minutes and the albums longest track, it serves as a fitting conclusion this ambient, introspective collection.
The month of July is always a reason to celebrate. Two important (personal) birthdays share this 31 day stretch with peak middle-of-summer enjoyment. Along with trips to parks, beaches and the pool, time has been allotted to critically examine the most compelling new music. While all the reviews here are of recent releases, more than a few tracks have been developing over a number of years. Trusted labels continue to support artists whose independent output are far more interesting than anything the current trends offer. DaveCromwellWrites does its part as well in this regard, with the below investigation.
When friend-to-this-site Shore Dive Records shows up with a new album to promote, it’s always a reason to take notice. When it’s a beloved artist previously reviewed here, there’s pretty much certainty it will receive a careful listen. Such is the case with the Phil Wilson lead project The Raft. The Liverpool, UK based musician’s full-length album “Summerheads And Winter Beds” was given a detailed review here a few years back. Subsequently Phil’s guest vocals on Xeresa album “IV” and the song “Fall Into Unknown” was given a thorough analysis as well. Now Phil is back with a new full-length “Look At The Patterns,” which receives a DCW focused review below.
Opening track “Save Me” starts immediately with Phil’s vocals, a cappella but layered and touched with processing. A single guitar stroke ushers following vocal lines, then finger-picked open note guitar figures fill in going forward. Fuller instrumentation joins in for the gentle, minor-chord enhanced chorus that states “I don't wanna change the world, it's not what I cling to. When love is failing . . . and fear remaining – doesn’t matter what I do.” The second verse adds clack percussion for change and depth, while lines “Stayed here for lack of anything else to do - And what you are is what I knew” is an insightful observation. Halfway through a whimsical guitar solo weaves around repeated vocal line “what I do” (as in it “doesn’t matter”). Following that are unanticipated heavy distorted guitar chords emphasizing lyrical thoughts “We've been praying lately for something to shape me -
Skimming books and papers - Looking for a clue.” A Trumpet plays for a bit and then back to the power chords on what has now become a powerful chorus.
Follow-up cut “Far Away From Here” bursts out of the box with a joyously bouncy groove driven along by off-kilter “wobbly” guitar tones. It’s a peppy pop song for sure, with Phil enlisting a back-up vocalist that adds emphasis to key vocal line. The single-phrase song title line chorus hits hard with near-gazey guitar chords and throbbing counter-melodic bass. The vocals punctuate it all with a catchy “Ah-Ah-Ah” end cap. With declarations to “hang on to my health,” the goal is still to find “a new start” – where? Well, “far away from here.” 2:15 in and a gentle picked guitar solo presents itself against that wonderfully churning warble backdrop. Additional lyrics “If I could only be around instead of underground - I could see you shine. It's hard to be a better man - Living up to all you can” add insight into the desire to get “far away from here.”
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Third entry “Calling Out” makes full use of that three-quarter time 1-2-3 waltz progression as beautifully as any Sundays song. A pair of Claire’s contribute female vocals in a primary way, adding further credence to the Sundays comparison. The chorus flips to a male dominated vocal blend, with dreamgazey guitars washing over it all. A tasteful blend of plinking guitars, throbbing bass and deep textured drum sounds complete the audio spectrum. A final 30 second coda appears with an a cappella vocal of the lyric “you don’t even know me.”
A slightly funky bass and drums groove serve as the initial underpinnings for “Memory Of A Day #7.” Blended vocals come on tweaked and textured as one is encouraged to “feel the breeze, see it in the leaves” so that “for a while we are free.” Soft female vocals join in for the second verse (the two Claires) “What a scene - We're a dream - Moment to moment - And for a while we are real.” All of that leads to a lush, dreamgaze chorus that reveals the albums overall title. The second pass through reveals the song title with “into the soul the memory goes.” The track is a brilliant blend of almost folk-music (quiet guitar picking) single brass elements (trumpet) and heartfelt emotions. “Windows reflect back two souls. Look at the patterns. Memories or dreams?"
A precisely syncopated drum arrangement and chiming Robert Smith style guitar tones guide fifth track “Wanda.” One more trio of backing vocalists are engaged on a sensuous chorus that implores “you can always smile.” Bass guitar and it’s six string counterpart create just the right length bridge to immerse yourself in yet-another luscious chorus.
Celestial angelic folk is taken up a level on the Jon Anderson and Vangelis sounding “Next September.” While the lyrics may be more earthly than those two aforementioned spiritualists: “You were lips you were eyes . . . You were hips you were thighs . . . Spent the night every night - Held on tight,” that sonic impression remains. A song of desire – to rekindle something once had - “Maybe I'll see you in Manchester next September. I'll come and stay the night re-live our nights in paradise.” The male-female tandem sung vocals are nothing short of gorgeous.
Heavy bass guitar plod and similarly paired drum stomp supply framework under the 2/4 time parable “The Boy Lives On The Wind.” It’s a marching progression with that bass guitar reminiscent of Paul McCartney’s inspired playing on “The White Album.” Interesting chord changes deeper in allow for a sonic respite and prevent repetition fatigue over it’s five minute length.
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Reverberated guitar chords chime from multiple directions on curiously titled “The New Brighton Witch.” A previously unheard female voice adds a response melody in counterpoint to Phil’s primary lead vocal. In fact, the apparent actual subject of the song’s title turns up to convey a spoken word incantation at the tracks end.
Quick chime guitar strumming and precise counterpoint bass notes introduce the dream-folk tinged “She Gave Me A Crystal.” A trio of background vocalists are carefully synthesized into key sections, the first being a rising step “I can never tell you what you are – the sun and the stars.” A minute and a half in on this over 5 minute track has fuller instrumentation filling everything out. In particular, a buoyant bass guitar creates figures between the more grounding drum beat. The harmonies are lush, ethereal and utterly exquisite.
The album’s final entry “In The Morning When You Rise” builds around finger picked acoustic guitar notes, strummed backing chords and subtle “ahh ahh” backing voices. Quick in pace and ¾ time (or is that 6/8?) soft opening lines ask “What can I do? What can I say to get out of the way? What can I do to be fully alive?” Exploding into a full-on dreamy-gaze rock production with stabbing guitar figures, a once-again soft plateau is reached. Tender male and female voices blend together asking “how can you shine?” before revealing the songs title line. One more lovely build up of cascading voices, full band and an emphatic chorus leading the track (and album) to it’s conclusion.
There seldom is too much passing between musical releases from Sheffield UK based indie-gaze band The Suncharms. Having reviewed their full-length album “Things Lost” here last October, the band is now back with a contributing track on Sunday Records recently released multi-artist collection “Beautiful Noise.” This isn’t the first time they’ve contributed to one of these collaborations, as their track “Liquid Through My Hands” on 2021’s “Something Beautiful” release was featured here at that time. Anticipating a glorious listening experience once again this time around, their track “Saddest Sound” is given the DCW analysis.
Beginning with ambient synth-like textures, open string guitar figures lay out the four chord progression. Secondary guitars enter in with subtle pitch bend counter melodies as drums, bass and jingle tambourine fill out the sonic spectrum. Lead vocalist Marcus Palmer soon emerges with his familiar sandpaper vocals offering a soothing delivery of the song’s title via subtle psychedelic layering. Rhythms pump back and forth underneath as extended guitar note melodies ride over top and ever-present tambourine-on-snare beat marking time. After minute and a half in, a second melody line emerges echoing the opening refrain via clean twangy guitar. The heartfelt vibe is easy-going, with a touch of bluesy greats like Knopfler and Clapton. The descending bass guitar pattern warmly ushers in another round of Palmer vocals. One more guitar line enters the mix two minutes in with a deeper tonal quality, ultimately blending in with those other guitar figures already in progress.
It was just a year ago when this site did an extensive review of SoCal pop rockers sparkle*jets u.k. and their indie hit covers collection "Best Of Friends." Trusting the recommendation of frequently reviewed Burbank, California label Big Stir Records, an over 800 word highlight analysis of that record was produced. The band is now back with “Box Of Letters,” their first album of original material in over 20 years. DaveCromwellWrites turns it’s audio-scope on these brand new tracks, searching once more for the continuing evolution of what is “pop rock” music.
It’s a bold move to open an album of new material with a cover, but that’s exactly what happens here with the purpose statement “This Will Be Our Year.” Tapping the ageless Zombies classic, it serves as a testament to the endurance of finally breaking through. Packed into a succinct 2:29, the core members of Michael Simmons, Susan West and Jamie Knight make their presence felt immediately. Michael’s lead vocal tone and register share the same reedy quality of those guys in Squeeze (either Difford or Tilbrook, I confess to blurring who is who), with a touch of McCartney as well. Ultimately it’s a celebration of something that “took a long time to come.”
As the band is know for alternating lead vocals, “Goodbye X3” becomes the first entry from Susan West. Written with fellow bandmate Jamie Knight, classic rock and roll keyboards drive the songs rhythm. Sung with a bratty, adolescent flair, the title line chorus brings to mind 80’s pop sensations Scandal and their hit “Goodbye To You.” It’s a breakup song of course, and a sending off of “yesterdays problems.”
An initially twee sentiment with playful piano chords and clacking-shell percussion introduces the ultimately scathing “Princess Needy.” Blending Burt Bacharach style songwriting with bigger faux-horns production, the lyrics hit the mark again and again. “How dare the rest of us make her sad? Don’t you people know the world revolves around her?” Two minutes in, there’s a sudden tempo shift into a funky progression where 70’s “soul” voices proclaim “She’s gonna tell everybody about it.” From that point on it morphs between the initial rhythm and what sounds like the orchestral band ELO, perhaps not so subtly referencing bits of their hit “Evil Woman.”
Susan returns as vocal protagonist on the lyrically cheeky “Love Burn.” Straightforward twangy guitars are joined by shorter melody enhancements for a fun reading. Comparing heartbreak to something that can be remedied by a “bucket full of salve” is an amusing take. Two minutes in and a mad distorted guitar solo (of sorts) commences, before ultimately giving way to the all-important cowbell. Wrapped around that is a rather melodic chorus featuring a somewhat perplexing repeated line “I’ve got a heart in my song for you tonight.”
The obvious Beach Boys musical reference (“Don’t Worry Baby”) on the intro to featured cut “I Can’t Wait For Summer” is a welcome touch. Michael Simmons immediately pivots to his own melody as his lyrical story unfolds. Taking some poetic license here (or perhaps this SoCal resident *did* experience “cold, snow, bare trees” at one point in his life) references to “sandals on” and “drive the coast” seem more appropriate. Lush harmonies fill the air on key moments “someday soon the sun will shine” and “when we take that magic ride.” There’s even a touch of Phil Spector on a brief “Be My Baby” sonic breakdown. As well as a harmonica solo that fits perfectly during the “A magic summer” outro.
It’s a deliberately measured pace “stroll” progression driving Michael’s existential view on “Little Circles.” Contemplating our importance in the world, and “hoping that someone will notice” is offset by the knowledge that “we’re nothing special outside of our own little circles.” Classic Beatles-y harmonies make it all sound lovely nevertheless.
Co-written by all three principal members, the Susan sung title track “Box of Letters” emphasizes quick rhythmic changes on story telling lines (“Way – back – I remember.”) Looking back in time on a lengthy relationship that produced a collection of physical correspondence seems quaint in this age of digital communications. Those “frozen moments” and “pictures too” are now the domain of Social Media. While Susan belts out each line with gusto, it’s still the little things – “a matchbook, flower, and a napkin of embarrassing poetry” that matter the most.
70’s era soft rock/r+b electric piano (with that very specific reverberation) creates the sonic territory for Michael’s “Where’s The Moment.” The feel is similar to Paul Carrack’s 1974 hit with his band Ace “How Long (has this been going on).” Wrestling with making plans and “trying to recapture something great” takes away from the joy of living in the “now.” That provides the impetus for pop hooks “Why can’t I stop and just be? Just tryin’ to shake anxiety,” and “but where’s the moment? I can’t find it, somebody tell me how.”
Susan’s voice is used for maximum pop potential on the bouncy, Michael penned “You Complete Me.” Built around brightly strummed guitars and electric keyboards, clever lyrical turns like “I’ve got 90 cents, you got a dime – you turn my change to dollar signs” is as playful as it sounds. There’s even a surprising Electric Sitar solo in the middle, giving it all a late 60’s feel. However the catchy chorus of “thing is youuuuuu complete me baby (with full handclaps) does that make us co-dependent or what?” is what sticks in your head.
Chunky, distorted rock n’ roll chords and slithering bass are featured on the lyrically clever office-worker anthem “I’m Away From My Desk.” Anyone who has ever had this sort of employment can totally relate to this running out the clock behavior. “Making copies, pourin’ coffees, killing time” leads to thoughts of “putting in for some Personal time.” Fellow label mate (and previously reviewed here) Nick Frater is credited with “Abbey Road Handclaps.” and their layered impact is felt. Additionally an 8 year old Julian Knight chips in on the soaring, harmony-laded background vocals as well.
An instantly pleasing guitar-drums trade off opens the vocal ladder climb “One Two Tango.” The Cheap Trick influence is strong here on the “one two three four five six seven ten” followed by “I’m counting on” background vocals refrain. Robin Zander would surely approve. In fact Rick Nielsen and Bun E. Carlos might nod approval as well on the tight rhythmic back-and-forth between guitar, bass and drums.
The album’s closing track is a cover of “Hey Grandma,” Moby Grape’s opening cut from their 1967 debut album. Showcasing the bands live sound, the track was recorded that way to show off their stage chops and dispel any illusions they can only play in a controlled studio environment. It’s a boisterous rendition, and a fitting send off for an album that has so much packed into it.
Dave Cromwell has been writing about music since the dawn of the internet age. In addition to the steady flow of features here on this site, he has been a regular contributor to The Deli Magazine (both Print and Web) since 2010. With numerous Print Issue cover features and weekly contributions on the Deli website, scores of artists have received the Cromwell point of view. Along with ongoing contributions to this site and The Deli Magazine, Dave has written for Dingus, My Social List, The Waster, Spin and Rolling Stone magazines.
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