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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The final month of 2024 offers an opportunity to highlight the best works presented over the whole year. For this music site, its annual “Best Of” collection celebrates the most significant artists written about since the beginning of this time period. Studio recorded music and video continued to dominate the bulk of analysis, with a significant return to detailed live show coverage included as well. Compiled here in monthly chronological order is the “2024 DaveCromwellWrites Best New Music Reviews and Live Show Coverage.”
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:
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.
