Discovering that new music has dropped from bands you know and love is always exciting. The need to experience every note and lyric is a powerful thing that ultimately leads to a thorough track-by-track analysis. Whether it’s a full-length album or an advance promotional single, a detailed approach for the recorded works is essential. Furthermore, the current trend of generational classic rock bands bringing their live shows to hometowns across the globe leads to rediscovery of what you always loved about them. Along the way, previously unheard artists find their way into your wheelhouse. It all adds up to yet another informed literary discourse.
It was towards the end of last year (during the “spooky season”) when we got a first glimpse of The Suncharms forthcoming album “Darkening Sky.” Featured track “Monster to Me (Halloween Version)” was released at that time, receiving a detailed review here on this site. The band have recently put out the entire 12 track album, and with it comes a greater sense of maturity. Once focused solely on singles and live shows, they’ve now completed their third full-length album in the last five years. The time has come once again to listen with purpose and discover the core elements of these new songs.
Opening cut “Midnight Train” leans on a relaxed bass and drums groove with retro organ keyboard textures. Wire-y guitar lines slither through with Stone Roses-like appeal. Vocal maestro Marcus Palmer delivers his storyteller lines with just the right amount of Jesus and Mary Chain vibes. It’s so much about the mood, but there’s thought behind those lyrics. “Names rusted into the pier . . . for 100 years,” is both poetic and sublime listening. The twist comes via it’s minor chord chorus where picturesque lyrical imagery leads to having “never caught that train.” Adding subtle trumpets on the end out elevate everything to conclusion.
Follow-up track “Annabel Lee” continues the thematic by-the-seaside, looking-back poetry, this time wrapped in a perfectly concise uptempo pace. Memorable guitar melodies, fluid bass and drums with organ enhancements are all there. “Love became a stranger” between “me” and “Annabel Lee.”
“Stone Tape Rewind” blends a subtle country-esque vibe using according and pedal-steel sounding guitar work. Book-ending all that are some classic John Squire-like guitar riffs. “Was that the ghost of you? Was that the ghost of us?” is the lyrical question asked - “locked in walls of blue.”
As mentioned in the intro above, fourth entry “Monster To Me” received a fully detailed review this past October. “Air Raid Shelter” tells the story of an unexpected encounter where “you told me you were born with your feet facing the wrong way” (?!) “and by the way your lover is still at home and I've nowhere to go.” So oddly specific, the picture created stands out uniquely. “How can I get home?” the chorus asks – “all the coaches have gone” and “I’m hundreds of miles away.” Light piano notes sprinkled throughout add a delightful sonic compliment to the proceedings.
“Diamonds” features a more distorted primary guitar figure as it’s dominant sonic force. The overall rhythm has a 1960’s feel about it, as a tale is woven around someone magical and kind. Having “diamonds in her soul,” she is found “stepping over insects and butterflies.”
“1000 Years” comes on by way of triumphant power chords and big rock arena song appeal. Boldy uptempo, the story tells of a “lost wish” where one “drifted back” from “a lost romance” and “a wasted chance.”
“Motorway Bridge” opens (and closes) with the sounds of cars traveling by, before it’s main progression commences in full force. Busy multi-note bass guitar and tom-tom drumming creates the rhythmic undertow for chiming guitar figures over top. The chorus hits “like a dagger” with vocals channeling the other above-mentioned Stone Roses front man, Ian Brown (back in happier times).
Commencing in full flight out of the gate, “Interstellar” bounces along at a spirited pace. The bass, drums, keyboards and guitar configuration all contribute with the appropriate touch. Comparing a photo of earth from space to a tower block, “behind each light hundreds of lives both unique and the same.” The chorus surprises by going instrumentally sparse on the lines “capturing beauty in the mundane - raindrops glistening on a window pane.” Another trumpet emerges as a lovely enhancement on the outro.
With amusement park sounds fluttering in the background, tenth entry “Ferris Wheel” emerges via relaxed groove driven by acoustic guitar and shuffling drums. Making comparisons between circular movements of coffee stirring and the song-title subject matter, this perspective shows “where it all went wrong.” What is supposed to be casual fun, actually provides insight on “silent screams” and “hidden fears.” A gentle twangy guitar solo playfully dances against counter-melody bass lines up to the songs final notes.
Ice clinks introduce the electro/acoustic driven penultimate track “Winter Sun.” With a rhythmic cadence not unlike the Church’s “Under The Milky Way,” it’s western frontier vibe is dappled with subtle instrumental touches. Extended note synth pads stand out, while banjo-like figures are heard off in the distance. As expected, the bass guitar is ever-busy throughout, and brassy synth-fills emerge to provide further sonic depth. Lyrically reflecting on “what might have been,” it seems that “no spark was left for us.”
Final track “A Snowstorm” uses ethereal flutes and horns to augment an easy-going guitar-strummed rhythm. The ghost of Lou Reed’s Velvet Underground floats through it’s lyrical cadence on picturesque verses. While the chorus leans on melodies with images of “a snowstorm outside a room lit by streetlights . . . poisonous fire” and “desire,” a dreamy ending perfectly sums up this gratifying album.
Listen to and find out how to acquire this dreamy album here:
When the opportunity arises to catch one of your all time favorite Rock and Roll bands live in concert, you’d be a fool to pass it up. Discovering that 2016 R+R Hall of Fame inductees and legendary hit makers Cheap Trick were coming to Hard Rock Live in Orlando, Florida – it was a no-brainer to attend this show. Listening to bassists Tom Petersson’s wit and humor on Eddie Trunk’s interview show only sealed the deal. Since moving to FLA, the Universal Citywalk concert venue has become a personal fave to see live concerts. Big Name bands in the perfect sized environment. Great sound, great sight-lines – and great performances. What follows here is a clip of every song they played.
The now traditional show opener "Hello There"
Followed by "Elo Kiddies"
"Hot Love"
"Radio Lover"
First spotlight moment goes to Rick and his cool square guitar
Which leads into their cover of The Move's "California Man"
Dipping into their most recent album, they play the marvelous "Twelve Gates"
The next featured musician moment was Daxx with a drum solo
Leading into their own hit cover version of Fats Domino's "Ain't That A Shame"
"The House Is Rockin"
"High Roller"
"Downed" (with Robin Taylor Zander on lead vocals)
The next solo spotlight went to brilliant bassist Tom Petersson
That leads into "I Know What I Want" with Tom on lead vocals
Last but certainly not least, a solo spotlight for perfect frontman Robin Zander
Leading into one of their all time great songs "The Flame"
Speaking of their biggest hits, here's "I Want You To Want Me"
Then there's "Dream Police" which they closed out the pre-encore show
After the lively Orlando crowd engaged in much applause and calls for "more" - the band returned within a reasonable amount of time with first encore "Never Had a Lot to Lose"
Followed by their arguably most well-known song "Surrender"
Then closing out the night we a redux of the opener "Goodnight"
A frequent occurrence attending live shows is the discovery of new, previously unheard music via the opening act. That proved to be true once again with the Nashville based Americana style singer-songwriter James Hatem. Impressed with his ability to command the spotlight with just an acoustic guitar and a few pedals as accompaniment, he delivered a tight 30 minute set that was thoroughly enjoyable. James has just released a new single “Prodigal Son,” that now receives a close listen and review.
Opening with acoustic guitar chords and minimal percussion, a violin joins in on this soulful country progression. James sings “all my life I’ve been living like a loaded gun. Sights raised high and I’m shooting up towards the sun. ‘cause every day that comes and goes I know it’s a battle that I have won” delivered in a harrowing voice.
Taking in all the advice others seem to be giving, the introspective decision “I’m moving slow – but I’m coming home” rings sincere, enhanced by gentle keyboard swells. The big, gospel-tinged chorus provides a twist with how “I ain’t a prodigal son – I’m just a poor man living free. This life on the run – oh it keeps on chasing me. I don’t know where I’m going, but I’ll let it take the lead” completes the cycle, as pedal-steel ambiance flows through the mix. Big “Whoah Whoah” background vocals emphasize how he’s just “praying for a little peace.”
The songwriting craft is eloquent, with so many great lyrical passages. “Forgive me for all the wrongs I have done. Though I feel there will be more before I am gone. I am only flesh and bones and prone to hurt those that I love, but don’t lose hope,” comes straight from the heart. As does the change section “life’s got chains, but none will hold me down – life’s got pain, but there’s joy to be found (with voice rising for uplift) – “ain’t no shame in living like I know how – a little grace holds a lot of power.”
Listen to this wonderful track wherever you stream. Here it is on YouTube Music and Spotify.
Here's a short clip of it from the concert - listen to how it sounded live at the show:
Another outstanding number played was heart-tugging, previous single "Northern Winds"
Which made an impression (and later got the Story/ReStory treatment)
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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A combination of new and returning artists provide the material and inspiration for this August 2024DaveCromwellWrites music review. The discovery process of what’s being newly released is often a random one, with the direct outreach approach often the most effective. Whatever way music finds its way into one’s sphere, an appreciation of what is being heard is always the deciding factor. Four new recordings now serve as the subject matter for this current detailed audio breakdown.
The trusted recording label Sunday Records has been growing it’s presence here on this site, with more than a few of their releases showing up in recent times. So recent in fact, that last months notification (and featured track inclusion) of that labels recent “Beautiful Noise” compilation most-likely served as catalyst for another of their artists to reach out. The Proctors are a C86 / Sarah Records influenced indie pop band on the aforementioned label who recently released their latest album “Snowdrops and Hot Air Balloons.” A dedicated listen and analytical thought flow commences straight ahead.
Jangly, open-note guitar chords, rising bass, synth pads and a steady drum thump introduce “Summer Begins.” A bright-flute synth melody enters and seemingly merges into celestial background voices. Male fronted vocals with female harmonies at appropriate moments implore you to “be kind to yourself and don’t, don’t stop believing” and to “just go, go on feeling.” It’s a lovely throwback that lifts the spirits with rallying cries to not “torture yourself” and how “tears try in the morning sun.” Curiously, the hook concludes with the lyrical phrase “summer’s just begun,” and not the song title. In fact, no where in the song do those two words appear together. It hardly matters as the song bounces along on a joyful breeze while cautioning that “the world is full of broken hearts,” and how “everybody plays their part.” A positive outlook in the face of temporary trouble is the primary theme here, as “memories will fade” and “soon the sun will rise, erasing yesterday.”
Listen to this sweet song here:
Rising out of a distant ambient mist that slowly reveals to be icy synths and churning guitars, “Silhouettes” soon morphs into a full on bass guitar and drums driven four-chord progression. Things go quieter for opening lyrics indicating that “guilty tears won’t set me free.” It’s about love – or more accurately about relationships and how when you “step inside,” it can lead to “sweet sensations – and then lies.” A gorgeous male-female vocal harmony is then featured, and brings to mind the seamless beauty of The Raveonettes. The poignant lyrics state “it’s not a sin or crime, it’s just our sentimental point of view.” In search of a “remedy . . . to cure what poisoned you and me.”
Deeper track “Crystalline Part 2” jumps out at a brisk pace with chiming guitar chords in a descending progression, melodic driving bass and a wonderful tambourine strike on each 4 beat. Clever lyrical metaphors focus on stringed instruments, where “your voice is like violins” and “bells on your guitar” ultimately “kill me with your string machine.” It’s all wonderfully wrapped in this rising step dual-harmony appeal that asks “so why d’you do this now - take me to that Shangri-La? Please don’t do this now, put my head inside a dream.”
The whole album serves up one exhilarating track after another, making for a delightfully pleasurable listen.
New music from Philadelphia's Patetico Recordings is always a cause for celebration as well as a deep dive review. Label boss and primary musical creative force Tom Lugo is back with his band Heliocentric Overdrive and their latest single "Unnecessary." Two years ago a full review of their debut EP “Weightless” was given the CromwellWrites treatment on this site. In between then and now other Patetico releases have gotten their deserved analysis here as well. The time now has come to dig into this new release, and uncover it’s audio and lyrical essence.
The track opens with a touch of feedback before immediately launching into a downward driving progression of glorious sludge. It’s rhythmic force brings to mind those grinding gears on the abrasive half of Ringo Deathstarr’s “Tambourine Girl.” However, rather than launching into a contrasting perky pop segment (as RD does), this cut holds the rhythm but opens space for rough delivered lyrics. Presented in clipped spoken word cadence, the opening lines “Got an invitation - but you ain’t gonna go - got no time for parties - rather be alone” emphasize isolation over social interaction. Piercing sonic bursts from guitars ride over top of the low rumble stomp churned out by bass and drums. It’s a gritty affair that falls firmly in the heavy stoner-rock category. As if onetime same day festival headliners Mbv and Tool (quite a dividing line among attendees at that time) came together to produce this one song. A second lyrical couplet sheds further light on this internal struggle, stating “they say time is money - got none of my own - step up to the altar - I’ll bleed to get my own.” As the thunderous instruments continue charge forward, a chanting vocal repeats the sentiment “all this time – wasted away.” There’s even a subtle similarity to this tracks coda end-out and the Beatles maniacal “Helter Skelter.”
Every once in a while something totally unexpected comes out of left field and winds up in the message box. Such is the case of indie artist Ronaldo Vivo Jr. from the Philippines, who puts out music under the moniker obidya himig. Internet translators indicate that second word means “melody” which is an appropriate designation for this music. However, those melodies often come buried in the dreamgaze murk many of us weaned on My Bloody Valentine (and others) have come to know and love so well. The recently released album “Other Seasons” now receives a close listen and descriptive reactions to these recorded soundwaves.
Opening track “Footsteps” takes it’s cues from the aforementioned mbv’s “Loveless” by bringing together the essential elements of two-chord slog, crisp live-sounding drumming and unintelligible lyrics buried under layers of guitar sludge and pile-driving bass. Lyrical hook “glow like embers do” is merely suggested, and how could Kevin Shields not love this? He’s spawned a whole generation of acolytes, perhaps more than even The Velvet Underground once did. Liner notes indicate this solo-studio artist played all the instruments, so props in particular from this writer for getting the Colm Ó CÃosóig drumming down perfectly. Follow-up cut “River” goes even deeper down the loveless well with a slow crawling wash of ambient bliss. There’s a touch of Ringo Deathstarr here as well, especially in the guitar effects and romantic style vocals. The single line “see me under” becomes a repeated hook in this psychedelic trip.
“Olivia” is a brief (a mere 1:24) exercise in deep bass notes, rough charging guitars and enthusiastically matched drumming. The single word title line appears in a chanting cadence, floating inside of the mix. “Bless Me” is closer to the lo-fi, alt-indie acoustic guitar driven living room recordings described in the liner notes. No percussion at all, an accordion-like sound serves as the only other instrument is this ode to a “sweet and long love.” “Sun” changes course somewhat, bringing to mind the casual, laconic groove of J. Mascic’s Dinosaur Jr. “Close your eyes and see the sun inside your mind” is even sung with a hint of J’s lazy boy drawl.
There’s even bits of chill out trip hop with the one minute, twenty two second “Waiting.” Or a touch of pre-loveless mbv on the “Isn’t Anything” styled “Crystal Tears.” More dreamily romantic vibes are felt on the Ringo Deathstarr/Dinosaur Jr hybrid “Hollow Colored Evening.” Additionally, “Purple Sea” propels along via active drumming and a see-sawing melody. Final entry “Hallway Lung” serves up an under two minute instrumental of muted guitar strums and back-and-forth floating synth textures.
Check out this weird and wonderful recording here:
One more new to this site recording artist that recently released music is Alaska-raised, Washington State-based singer-songwriter/guitarist Mark Ward. His latest power-pop album “Let ‘Er Rip” is a tour de force of time-honored indie rock song craft. Taking cues from the initial pop “British Invasion” through the decades of similarly styled rock that followed delivers potent results. Combining singalong hook melodies with lyrics that run the gamut from serious to lighthearted, a descriptive focus on representative tracks follow below.
A crisp snare drum roll leads off the album’s opening track and first single “I’ve Been Around.” Chiming power pop guitars and paired bass patterns roll out the four chord progression with 80’s indie rock flair. Conjuring up The Records classic jangle pop track “Starry Eyes,” upbeat audio is countered by more sobering lyrical content. Recounting a brief bar encounter and one night stand, the aftermath is anything but happily ever after. When “the band was playin your favorite song” and they were “dancing and singing and getting along, “morning light” brings a realization “it was just one night.” The chorus hits hard though, as the track’s title line is all that’s needed, accompanied by euphoric harmonies and melodic guitar lines. Mark delivers subsequent verses with that Dave Edmunds subtle twang in his voice, while readily admitting “I’m not sayin’ I’m some kind of saint.”
Check out this catchy pub rock track here:
Follow up cut “Kiss Me Kiss Me Kate” doubles down on the Lowe/Edumnds Rockpile vibe, with it’s uptempo groove and sharp corner accents (special mention to the album’s drummer Dylan Mandel for his excellent work). Flipping the script on the previous song, the subject matter is one of a potential future together with someone giving “a sign you could be mine.” It’s a joyous ride packed in under three minutes with a lovely chorus and a touch of “it’s now or never” sentiment.
It’s a fully Merseybeat immersion on the brief (under 2 minutes!) “Love Me Once Again.” Of course The Beatles influence is there, but also perhaps a bit of Gerry and The Pacemakers, Herman’s Hermits or even Freddy and The Dreamers. It recreates the innocent charm of falling in love with that genres subtle flair, “when tomorrow comes around, we’ll be more than friends.”
There are many more inspired, finely crafted tracks on this album, well worth a listen. Check it out right here:
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.
