It started with the cliche before branching out where the music matters. A personal vanity project sharing a passion for country, folk and Americana through live and recorded music since 2012. Give or take the odd hiatus or barren period.
It was the evening when the ‘B’ of Bewdley put the ‘B’ of
Birmingham into the shade as The Dreaming Spires finally played a show on the
fringe of the West Midlands area which drew an audience that starts to justify
their undoubted talent and potential. However let’s leave the frustration of
local gig promotion to one side for a moment and positively reflect on the live
celebration of one of 2015’s best albums. SEARCHING FOR THE SUPERTRUTH was
catapulted into the record collections of the wise and worldly with great
success earlier this year. Tonight was the perfect opportunity for the Bennett
Brothers to present the gifts of the record in a headline show and this was grasped
with great gusto from the opening strains of ‘Still Believe in You’ right through to a closing jam seguing sixties
classic ‘Keep on Running’ into ‘Brothers in Brooklyn’.
The latter song was the title track from the band’s debut
album, but this was far from a retro evening unless you factor in the abundance
of classic influences that make The Dreaming Spires a serious player on the UK’s
Americana, indie and alt-country circuit. While there are still moments when
the band comes across as Gram Parsons versus The Jam, there has recently been a
severe injection of soul leading the sound into the realms of a Memphis Revue.
Rock ‘n’ soul is a suitable tag to attach to the band which for the first time
in my presence tonight appeared as a quartet with Tom Collison on exceedingly
soulful piano and F. Scott Kenney on drums joining Robin and Joe. For well over
an hour and a half, the guys played a rollicking impressive set to a
well-attended Bewdley gathering, buoyed by a couple of local warm up acts and enticed
by the compere’s Andrew Marr quote of the Spires being the ‘best live band in
Britain’.
Despite having seen the band on around half a dozen previous
occasions, none had exceeded the usual forty five minute allocation of a
festival or support slot. However the extended set brought the best out of the
band with song after excellent song growing in stature as Robin continually flitted
between Rickenbacker and twelve string guitar, while Joe upped the twang input
when venturing onto Lap Steel. A pair of
ace mid-set tracks illuminated the show with a finely judged slow tempo pace. ‘We Used to Have Parties’ and ‘Easy Rider’ are two stellar songs from
the new album. The latter presenting the evening’s golden moment when Joe
switches instruments for the track’s exhilarating finale.
Perhaps on second thoughts, this golden moment should be
shared with the entire airing of ‘Dusty in
Memphis’. This song has been unashamedly over played and over promoted in
these quarters all year with the killer line ‘there’s no easy way down’ being a
suitable moniker for this singalong epic. As earlier indicated, the band is in
a supreme state of soulful intoxication and they presented the only new track
on the evening as one they recently recorded in an acclaimed Memphis studio.
Look out for ‘Harbeton Mead’ on an
exciting new release.
Great songs from the new album flowed continuously all show
including the title track, ‘Searching for
the Supertruth’, ‘All Kinds of People’
as seen on national TV, and the emotive main set closer in all its seven minute
glory ‘So Pretty’. For a band heavily
basing its sound on so many magnanimous classics, they keep the covers to an
absolute minimum, with a little bit of Springsteen indulgence frequenting the
encore in the form of ‘Atlantic City’ before the
medley finale. While on the track re-collection, there was just one other song
not lifted from the new album: ‘House on
Elsinore’.
A Dreaming Spires review should not be just a mere factual
account, but more a liberal sprinkling of superlatives admiring the noticeable development
of the band as a live outfit. The soulful piano added an extra dimension and
seemed to extract a deeper sense of soul from Robin’s vocals. The musical chemistry
is intuitive and the guitar tempo synchs with the gig’s ever changing moods. This
was a first class show and perhaps for a few fleeting moments in a hall in
Bewdley, the search for the supertruth was temporarily halted.
It had been a few years since Seth Lakeman last played the
Robin 2 in Bilston and his timely return was a reminder how much more exciting
his shows can be in a standing venue. This is not to say the performance by
Seth and his band in the formal surroundings of the nation’s theatres is any
less exhilarating but the connective power between artist and audience is intensified
in standing locations. A lively, populous and enthusiastic Robin 2 audience
greeted the star of the show and he repaid the adulation with a blistering set
of 'trademark Seth Lakeman’ led by the fire and the fury of his trusted fiddle.
Similarly to last year’s visit to the West Midlands, and a
more conservative show at Birmingham Town Hall, the band had a core four-piece
make up with Ben Nicholls assuming his stoical stand-up bass role alongside
guitarist Jack Rutter and the varied percussion of Cormack Byrne. Of course Seth
instrumentally doesn’t stand still, but it is when the fiddle is in his hand
that the show really comes to life. Despite the hiccup of a broken chin strap,
there was no stopping Seth this evening which had the usual barnstorming finale
trio of ‘Kitty Jay’, ‘Blood Upon Copper’ and ‘Race To Be King’.
While it has to be said that Seth Lakeman is at his best
when the speedometer passes the limit, there are still the less intense moments
to allow everybody to catch their breath. As previously seen, this allows the opportunity
for The Full English project to be celebrated and as Remembrance Day
approaches, the opportunity to share once again, ‘Shores of Normandy’ couldn’t be resisted. One golden moment from
this gig, and unusually for a Seth show, was a new love ballad titled ‘Silver Threads’, and a preview of the
upcoming new record. This was by far the most intense and impressive vocal
performance witnessed from Seth, digging deeper into his pipes than his other
slower numbers.
With an increasingly lengthy back catalogue, Seth is becoming
more selective with his set list and inevitably previous set stalwarts are omitted.
However there was room this evening to resurrect ‘Take No Rogues’ from FREEDOM FIELDS, and there is still mileage
from his latest album WORD OF MOUTH after playing ‘Last Rider’, The Courier’ and the crowd favourite sing along anthem
‘Portrait of My Wife’. From a
personal point of view, ‘Poor Man’s
Heaven’ and ‘Lady of the Sea’
were joys to behold, but really the evening is defined by the atmospheric entity
and full appreciation of the scintillating band performance.
In a twist to previous Seth Lakeman shows, the support slot
was awarded to an experienced artist by the name of Josh Rouse. A somewhat
nomadic performer, Josh has wandered around many locations since leaving his
Nebraska home, but has acquired a back catalogue of album releases running into
double figures. His gently presented brand of American folk music was in the
true tradition of that genre and what more can you ask for than a harmonica, acoustic
guitar, blessed voice and a lifetime full of expressive songs. Josh had the
luxury of a near forty minute set and took requests at the end from those familiar
with his work. This culminated with the track ‘1972’, also acting as the highlight from his moment in the Bilston
spotlight.
Seth and Josh shared mutual admiration as they swapped
central roles on stage, but that was where the musical comparison ends,
although the contrasting styles made for a wholly entertaining presentation by
the venue. Hopefully the resounding success from this evening means a sooner
return to the Robin 2, or at least another standing venue in the area where
invitations to actively participate in the show aren’t necessary. Seth Lakeman
continues to be a vital component of the contemporary UK folk scene, although
genre pretensions are a welcome absence. The word absence is though
non-negotiable when his annual live show hits town.
Maybe
a little prompting was required to get this record off the bottom of the pile, but
sometimes you are forever grateful for that helping hand and hopefully the
outpouring from the next few paragraphs will act as a further stimulus for
others to engage. Quite simply this record is a stunning presentation of a
project by three exceedingly talented songwriters to extract creative gold from
an intriguing story, chain of events and an interesting slice of American
history. The three architects are two Americans: Nielson Hubbard and Joshua Britt, and a Brit
in the guise of Northern Irishman Ben Glover. The name is taken from that given
to a group of Civil War fighters and the scene is based around the haunted
Octagon Hall in Kentucky. The result is a magnificent fourteen track backdrop
to a string of accomplished folk songs, gloriously structured in the American
roots tradition and adding extraordinary value to the precious listening time
of the cultured ear.
Before
launching into the album’s deep end, attention must be drawn to the CD liner
notes which contain the most enlightening overview to a record read in ages. Subjects such as madness and soul reside alongside phrases like ‘Pink
Floyd on moonshine’. These notes are no mere superficial press release copy, in
fact more of a splendid independent analysis. This record can be enjoyed solely
on its musical merits but you are missing so much by not delving into the
background prose, meaning and extended reading. If anything it takes the soul
of Tom Russell’s masterpiece THE ROSE OF ROSCRAE and gives it a practical edge
without losing the desired impact.
Ben
Glover will be the pathway into The Orphan Brigade for many UK and Ireland
listeners due to his back catalogue and most recent associations, both on
record and live, with Gretchen Peters and Mary Gauthier. Gretchen does make a
fleeting vocal appearance on the record alongside Kim Richey, another acclaimed
American singer-songwriter with a UK presence. Ben also worked with Nielson on
his most recent record ATLANTIC and the Nashville based producer has also
undertaken production duties on this album. However these are just facts, when compared to the true wealth revealed from the output of
this project.
Ben in Birmingham
Ben,
Nielson and Josh spent considerable time in Octagon Hall, Franklin Kentucky experiencing the
myth and atmosphere of what is considered one of America’s most haunted
locations. The setting for the album is mainly around the Civil War when the building played a
prominent role. Song after song has emerged following a total absorption of the
history, characters and stories. This is pure folklore immortalised in song and
music and a major beneficiary from the artistic talents of the three protagonists. In
celebrated roots tradition there is a heavy leaning towards authentic
instrumentation and in one instance, ‘Paddy’s
Lamentation’, the guys felt the need to incorporate a traditional song.
This fetching Irish tale tells of the innocence of immigrants having their first
experience of the new land when being told to fight for one side versus another,
without any understanding or relevance.
Like
all essential albums, the track order is a vital component with the guys
electing to start with a short musical prelude titled ‘Octagon Hall’, and end with the ultimate tribute to the band of
soldiers, ‘The Orphans’, responsible
for giving the collaboration its name. Within the boundaries of these two markers are a rich set of mainly original tunes, with the word ‘tune’ being
taken literally in ‘Whistling Walk’.
As it explicitly says in the title, this is a whistling piece and is inspired by slaves
being forced to participate in that act to prove they were not eating the food
they were transporting around the plantation. To say song-wise the album peaks
in tracks two and three is misleading, but ‘Pale
Horse’ and ‘Trouble My Heart (Oh
Harriett)’ continue to hit enormous heights after many listens. The first
kicks in with a wonderful atmospheric feeling straight after the prelude. The
second introduces one of the record’s many characters and presents Ben at his
rootsy best. At this point he teams up with Kim Richey and Heather Donegan to
share the vocals with the trio joined by Gretchen Peters on ‘I’ve Seen the Elephant’.
Ben in Shrewsbury
As
well as the haunted connotations, the historical context of the Civil War is
rife throughout the record and best exemplified through ‘We Were Marching on Christmas Day’ and the Josh Britt sung song from
the Union perspective ‘Good Old Flag’. Apart from the obvious concept and theme
laden aspects of the album, the songs are damn good stand alone productions,
configured to reach out from an entrenched fan base. If you fancy a
touch of vocal diversification mid album, Kim Richey takes sole lead on ‘The Story You Tell Yourself’,
while there is a heavily collaborated vocal chant feel to ‘Cursed Be the Wanderer’, majorly influenced by the group folk
style of the British Isles. Not to leave Nielson out of the vocal appreciation,
he takes over for the ballad ‘Last June
Light’ and the more upbeat and dramatic anthem ‘Sweetheart’. Further characters emerge in the
delightfully sung duet ‘Goodnight Mary’,
with Nielson and Kim in vocal control.
Each
listen to this album offers a different facet, whether vocally, musically or a
storyline twist to consider. Praise cannot be lavished any higher for the
outcome of Josh, Ben and Nielson’s project and while the name The Orphan
Brigade is not presently a household one, with any justice it should be. This is folk, roots and
Americana music at its very best; educating, informing and inspiring all those
who open their senses and minds to the depth of Soundtrack
to a Ghost Story.
Layers of maturity, cool vibes and impressive sophistication
are unveiled upon each listen to Patrick Sweany’s latest album DAYTIME TURNED
TO NIGHTMARE. Musical evolution can branch off in many directions, but the
knack of absorbing experience and spinning it in a positive direction is a
valuable trait. Without reading too much into Patrick’s past and influences,
the two factors of being East Nashville based and released on Nine Mile Records
raise hope from the experience of precedence. From this starting point the
record doesn’t disappoint and reveals a voice burrowing out if its soul to form
a bunch of songs for posterity.
Through the neat and rounded structure of ten tracks, the
album hovers around a multitude of music styles while forever gravitating to
those enthralled by the ethos of the Americana movement. Elements of rawness
exist in Patrick’s gutsy vocals and these get refined in a soulful capacity
especially on the emotive sounding ‘Too
Many Hours’. Like so many records of its ilk, the twang-tinged
electrification provides a tantalising backdrop for the songs to flourish and
prosper. ‘Here to Stay (Rock and Roll)’
emerges as the track with the lengthiest staying power and evokes a sound
synonymous with the early seventies era of cult song writing.
Patrick’s career has included around half a dozen album
releases and what gets defined as a more up tempo live show to what is revealed
on this record. However the multiple listening venues springing up in the UK to
cater for the growing demand of high quality American singer-songwriters would
lap up the endless laid back rays emanating from the new record. This commences
with the opening song ‘First Day of the
Week’ and is still running strong when the listener stays fully immersed in
the closing pair of ‘Mansfield Street’ and ‘Long
Way Down’. If your preference is for Patrick Sweany to dig deep into his
blues repertoire then ‘Back Home’ is
available on the menu.
All ten tracks originate from the solo pen of Patrick who
grew up in Ohio, where he musically schooled on classic blues, country, folk
and soul before heading to Music City like so many aspiring songwriters. It is
no surprise to see him mix with artists who are associated with Allison Moorer,
Patty Griffin and Buddy Miller. His music is ready made for the market
frequented by folks who like substantial depth to their valuable listening time
aligned with an inspirational mix of cultured sound, song and vocals.
In the wake of other excellent records released on Nine Mile
Records to cross my path namely Anders Kendall, Rebecca Pronsky and Shinyribs,
DAYTIME TURNED TO NIGHTTIME is a welcome addition. Think a more soulful version
of Jimmy Lafave and you are heading into Patrick Sweany territory. Both artists
are the architects of highly listenable records this year and worthy purchases
for those with a finely tuned Americana-biased ear.
Listen to their records, read their bio and now see their live
show; the conclusion remains the same as it’s virtually impossible to pinpoint
the sound of Session Americana. Either way, this six-piece fluid combo from
Boston Massachusetts presents an impressive mix of memorable songs and engaging
musicianship. All this occurs in a unique formation literally creating a ‘session’
environment where three band members share a single mic whilst sitting around a
table with the others positioning themselves in a huddled arc. This intimate
lounge-like stage atmosphere fitted in well with the Hare and Hounds smaller
music room as the band continued their latest UK tour to promote the new
record: PACK UP THE CIRCUS.
Whether you consider the Americana music genre an
amalgamation of roots styles or a state of mind, these guys fit the bill as
they hot foot around a nation’s songbook within the context of a historical
timescale. A bunch of original tunes wrapped in a packaging of fiddle,
harmonica, and accordion plus numerous other types of stringed instrumentation
filtered through a pair of forty-five minute sets this evening to induce a
posture of intense focus from those present. The set list spanned the group’s
near decade-long recording career with the usual focus on recent material found
on the exceedingly entertaining new album.
A curious feature of the stage show was the constant
switching of the middle position on the central table in contrast to the
flanked roles of harmonica player Jim Fitting and fiddle player Laura Cortese.
What was also consistent was the rotation of lead vocalist with all six band
members taking turns. This also included percussionist Billy Beard who
contributed the song ‘Doreen’, one of
many to be found on the band’s several albums. The guys have many other musical
offshoots in addition to the activities of Session Americana and two of Laura’s
contributions were lifted from her solo records. In fact, the show’s penultimate
tune beautifully sung by Laura, ‘Heel to
Toe’, was the most enjoyable of the evening with a sparkling concluding jam
of fiddle, accordion, harmonica and guitar.
The nearest the band had to a front person was Ry Cavanaugh
who had previously visited the UK accompanying fellow singer-songwriter Jeffrey
Foucault, but the focus for the show was heavily leaned towards song delivery
with minimal chat and introduction. Ry opened proceedings with the title track
from the new album ‘Pack Up The Circus’
and also did likewise after the interval with ‘All For You’. The record was also represented by the excellent ‘It’s Not Texas’, sung and written by
accordion and keyboard player Dinty Child. Also lifted from the album was the
final song of the first half, ‘Willing To
Be Lucky’, and another entertaining ditty in ‘Vitamin T’, given a Latino feel by vocalist and harmonica blower,
Jim Fitting.
Jim probably had the strongest voice among the sextet and
his harmonica playing added real spice and buoyancy to the sound. He also took
lead on the show finale where the band strayed from their songbook and covered
the standard ‘Such a Night’, made
famous by the version by Dr John and The Band in Scorsese’s documentary ‘The Last
Waltz’. Earlier the band had celebrated the Tin Pan Alley sound of 20’s America
with a version of ‘You Got To See Your
Mama Ev’ry Night (Or You Can’t See Your Mama At All)’. At this point it is
timely to introduce the remaining band member Kimon Kirk who shared his bass
duties with a couple of lead vocal opportunities, the most prominent being ‘Cowboy Coffee’.
There was no disputing the talent on show and the impressive
way all six blended their contributions and assets. It was definitely a case of
lower case session Americana as well as the upper cased title version. It’s an experimental
phase for these experienced stalwarts of the North Eastern music scene back
home to take their music overseas, especially around the UK provinces which can
be a tough market to crack. The band and the team around them are giving it
their best shot with the all-important musical package firmly in place to aid the
challenge of seducing wider appeal.
We had it all in Manchester tonight: Ryan Bingham the folk
singer, Ryan Bingham the country star, Ryan Bingham the ultimate rocker. All
these styles were knee deep in Texas grit as Ryan and his firing four-piece
band hurtled through a ninety minute set of material from a recording career
now approaching a decade. The sounds emanating from the stage and circulating
around a packed Gorilla venue were equally as adept in any of the chosen styles
which place Ryan right at the heart of the Americana movement. Perhaps the
Friday night feeling leant towards the up tempo rockier songs being the
preferred style of the audience. However special commendation must be reserved
for the three song encore segment where Ryan required only his sturdy acoustic guitar
to reel off a trio of gut wrenching symbolic numbers.
Two of these, namely ‘The
Weary Kind’ and ‘Nobody Knows My
Trouble’, were easily amongst the many highlights of a show undulating in
mood and tempo but forever consistent in crafted effect and panache. An
unscientific straw poll would surely have placed the fabulous ‘Southside of Heaven’ at the top of
audience reaction with many Bingham devotees at the front totally intoxicated
by this song. The exhilarating ending raised the venue’s rafters
and it was apt for it to hold the position of main set closer creating audience
fervour for a little extra Ryan Bingham.
Circumstances had dictated a delayed start to this gig for
me meaning that sadly the Sons of Bill opening set was missed. This was
particularly disappointing as the guys created such an impression with their
Birmingham show earlier in the year and their scheduling to support Ryan on
these October dates was an enticing prospect. Maybe arriving in Manchester late,
coupled with adjusting to the venue’s sound capabilities plus Ryan finding his
vocal groove, led to the set taking a few songs to hit its stride. However as
soon as ‘Radio’ from the latest album
pierced that aural pleasure zone, the gig’s optimum level was reached and
maintained through to the usual weekend ‘disco’ curfew indicative of many of our city
centre venues.
The year had started with Ryan’s latest record FEAR AND
SATURDAY NIGHT creating significant waves in the music press who 'get' his music
and there was a firm prediction that the album’s light will still be flickering
brightly by the year’s end. The wait to finally catch Ryan live was eventually over this evening and to celebrate the new record he added ‘Broken Heart Tattoo’, ‘My Diamond is Too
Rough’ and ‘Top Shelf Drug’ to
the set list to join the previously mentioned stand out tracks ‘Radio’ and ‘Nobody Knows My Trouble’. The former of these five tracks was
dedicated to all those who were leaving little loved ones behind for the
evening and this included most of the band.
Unfortunately the names of band members escaped me despite a
couple of introductions from Ryan but all four did their job to the usual high
degree. The bassist and percussionist quietly got on with their essential
rhythm duties, with the lead guitarist and fiddle player adopting a far more
expressive and flamboyant role. Mindful of the curfew and that Friday night
desire to just get on with the music meant the chat was cut to a minimum but Ryan
utilised these short interludes to come across with immense humility and gratitude.
This may be instinctive to his nature and something heightened by travelling
thousands of miles from home to share your music with an enthusiastic crowd.
The set list proved to be an excellent cross section of Ryan’s
recording career. His 2007 album MESCALITO came to the fore with ‘Sunshine’ and ‘Bread and Water’ serving well as the evening’s climax. Of course ‘Southside of Heaven’ had done a similar
job pre-encore. One deviation from his own material saw Ryan pay tribute to
fellow Texan singer-songwriter Terry Allen with a version of ‘Dogwood’. Let’s not forget contributions
from Ryan’s three intervening albums: TOMORROWLAND, JUNKY STAR and ROADHOUSE
SUN, showing that despite a career of ups and downs, he has consistently made
great music.
This latest European venture for Ryan Bingham has showed a
great appetite for his music many miles from his homeland with a potential to
widen UK appeal outside the handful of dates he played in London, Bristol,
Manchester and Glasgow. There was no short change from catching Ryan live for
the first time and the derived satisfaction from feasting on FEAR AND SATURDAY
NIGHT all year has been crowned this evening.
While this show was billed as a solo Simone Felice gig, the
overarching view at its conclusion was how effectively the emerging talent of
Anna Mitchel had been blended into the evening’s offerings. The pair of artists
had only commenced their creative partnership earlier this year and the chemistry
on show at Birmingham’s Glee Club demonstrated an outstanding merging of two
contrasting talents. The enigmatic Simone and unflustered Anna worked in
harmonious tandem to present a bucketful of songs from all three phases of his
career – solo work, Duke and the King songs and older Felice Brothers material.
Anna, who hails from Cork, had the honour of appearing on
stage throughout the duration of the show courtesy of opening the evening with
a few of her own songs before proceeding to accompanying Simone for the main
set. Granted time for around half a dozen numbers, Anna wasted little time in
steering the audience towards her cultured piano playing providing the backdrop
to her cross genre songs. There is a heavily leaning Americana stance to Anna’s
delivery of folk-styled songs. This was highlighted in the title of her first
song ‘Tennessee’, and she later
drifted more into country territory with a quarter pace cover version of the
ever popular ‘Jolene’. Putting genre aside
for a moment, Anne is, no more – no less, the model singer-songwriter who
undoubtedly gets her inspiration and influence from the right sources. Apart
from a new song, titled ‘Radio Waves’
and based on chasing that elusive hit, the rest of Anna’s set came from her
highly praised debut record DOWN TO THE BONE with perhaps the highlight being ‘When My Ship Comes In’.
Simone Felice has a strong following in Birmingham,
appearing twice in the city at alternative venues last year. Those dates were
in support of his brilliant album STRANGERS which was a deserved entrant in
many Top Album lists of 2014. Three excellent songs from that release continued
to impress during this intimate show with barely a hair splitting the audience effect
of listening to ‘If You Go To LA’, Bye
Bye Palenville’ and ‘The Gallows’.
Having only caught Simone’s band show last year, it was a delight to see his
material transcend without blemish to a solo delivery via just acoustic guitar.
Simone’s voice nourished the songs and his almost contorted stage presence
gives them a motioned soulful gloss. He mixes a touch eccentricity with bags of
humble appreciation to earn a standing ovation at the end of his pre-encore
set.
The audience appeared to really get into material from his ‘Duke’
days with ‘Water Spider’, ‘The Morning I
Get To Hell’, Union Street’ and show closer ‘If You Ever Get Famous’ accruing loud and appreciative praise. In
fact the love towards Simone was forthcoming from the opening bars of ‘Courtney Love’ which headed the set list
and it wasn’t too long before we were enjoying ‘Charade’, ‘New York Times’ and ‘You and
I Belong’, all from the 2012 self-titled debut album. ‘Mercy’ and ‘Don’t Wake The
Scarecrow’ represented an earlier phase of Simone’s career which has been
threaded with a consistent strand of high quality.
Simone’s current UK tour is in support of a new live double
album recorded in the iconic village of Woodstock, located in his home state of
New York. It was this project which helped cement the collaboration with Anna,
a match up that has been extended to tours either side of the pond. Anna almost
had a steadying influence on Simone and flitted between harmonium, piano and
tambourine to support his songs, not forgetting exquisite harmony backing
vocals. The mutual gratitude of this liaison radiated from both performers and
the balancing of Anna’s smooth Celtic influence etched itself on Simone’s
exalted poetic appeal. Any move in the aftermath to double bill this show can
start right here with ultimately Simone Felice and Anna Mitchell combining for
a splendid evening of entertainment.
She blows a mean harp. She throws herself headlong into
every gig played. She is the Queen of ‘Roadhouse Rock’. Stacie Collins
continues to thrill music fans either side of the Atlantic with an ever growing
band of admirers flocking to her shows especially in mainland Europe and the
UK. It has been around six or seven years since first discovering Stacie and
each subsequent visit to The Musician venue in Leicester sees an incremental
growth in her popularity capped by a very impressive turnout for this latest
journey up the M69.
Such is the familiarity of this venue to Stacie, there was
very little need for any formal introductions and she must have been thrilled
by the number of tee shirts baring her face and name in the audience. In
return, Stacie and her Almighty band treated folks to a near two hour
performance of ear splitting blistering roots rock spanning the blues, heavy
and classic sound. The trademark cowboy hat barely lasted half a dozen songs as
the girl from Nashville Tennessee rocked with sheer energy, exuberance and loud
voluminous sound.
It is statistically safe to say that Stacie is not the most
prolific of recording artists and prefers to inject her passion into the live experience.
Up until this month, there have only been two albums pushed to the forefront of
her DIY marketing with there being a marked difference between listening to the
recorded Stacie and being in her presence in a live venue. Visually and audibly
on record, there is ample evidence of her country roots, yet these almost get
blown away in a wave of a rock rush on stage putting her really on the distant
edge of Americana.
This year’s trip to the UK sees Stacie proudly bearing gifts
of a new record with ROLL THE DICE being the title and High Roller acting as the
tour strapline. The two hours Stacie spent on stage this evening went through
something of a rock ‘n’ roll haze with little chat, fewer song introductions,
but compensated by a proliferation of guitar licks, magical harp blowing and a buzz
zipping right round a packed venue. Through the stream of likeminded songs, old
favourites such as ‘Carry Me Away’, ‘Hey
Mister’, ’Baby Sister’ and ‘Tied to
You’ were savoured. Without prior listening exposure to the new record, it
was trickier to detect these songs, but ‘Lost
and Found’ left an audible mark with its playing.
Be prepared for a handful of interesting covers at a Stacie
Collins show. ‘If You Wanna Get to Heaven’
and ‘It’s a Long Way to the Top (If You
Wanna Rock ‘n’ Roll)’ are two regular songs to frequent a Stacie Collins
set list with husband Al providing vocals on the first one and both numbers
reflecting the rock influences of the band. Just prior to the encore, Stacie
employed a new finale to her show since the last visit with a highly charged
montage of ‘Baby Please Don’t Go’, ‘Shakin’
All Over’ and ‘Folsom Prison Blues’
to rock the venue to its foundations.
Alongside Stacie, the promotion has brought three other
intrinsically linked bands to the Musician this year. Al’s other band Jason and
the Scorchers played a sensational sold out gig in July, and that band’s
guitarist Warner E Hodges returned for a solo billed show in September. Also
Dan Baird and the Homemade Sin visit in December and a song of theirs was
celebrated during the set as well as a rousing version of the Scorchers ‘If Money Talks’.
A Stacie Collins live show is not for the faint hearted and
this evening’s gig had a more profound rock ring to it especially as two of her
better songs which reflect a slightly different sound in ‘Lucky Spot’ and ‘It Hurts to
Breathe’ were surprisingly omitted to make way for the new material. However
this did not hold back the majority of the audience from lapping up the continual
stream of up tempo rock ‘n’ roll as the evening unfolded. Without any sign of
the ailments that have slightly affected previous shows in Leicester, Stacie
Collins was on top form and once again displayed all the traits of an artist blazing
a trail on the live circuit with a raw, authentic and high octane fuelled
sound. Long may she blow a mean harp, wrap her worn vocals around a bunch of
energetic songs and play music both steeped in history and able to retain
timeless relevance.
Twelve months ago the combined project of literature and
country music known as The Other Half was premiered to the stylish twin towns
of Biddulph and Birmingham. A year on and the brainchild of top selling author
Mark Billingham and the UK’s finest purveyors of enriched traditional country
music My Darling Clementine has grown considerably in the guise of many theatre
showings and the release of the audio CD. This evening the circle was almost
completed as the production returned to the studio theatre of Birmingham Rep
and served up a real treat to many new fans mainly attracted by the show being part
of the city’s extensive literature festival.
The challenge for the show’s architects, Michael Weston King
and Lou Dalgleish of My Darling Clementine alongside Mark, was to freshen it up
to entice back those who attended the Birmingham event last year and have
subsequently acquired the CD. While the core of The Other Half is Mark narrating
the story and the band interspersing songs, there was scope for some juggling
and it actually was not too difficult to discover a slight adjustment. Whereas last
year’s show virtually panned out as a narration first half and mini gig second
half, this time the production was more along the lines of the CD with the band
adding an extra theme to the beginning and ending.
Without hesitation getting hold of the CD is recommended
just to admire the story telling acumen of Mark and listen to the inspiration
provided by the wonderful prose laden songs of My Darling Clementine. However
attending the live show reveals an added dimension where enhanced focus
illuminates the story aided by Mark’s impassioned and theatrical narration. The
wit, chemistry, sincerity and artistry of My Darling Clementine are raised to
another level on stage, whether like tonight in a duo format or when their
accomplished band is assembled.
Lou and Michael at Cambridge in 2014
As earlier mentioned the narration and songs were lifted
from the CD so no need to regurgitate it here. Striding onto stage in their usual
retro attire, Michael and Lou set the scene for the story with three of their
songs that did not feature on the audio recording. ‘Departure Lounge’, ‘King of the Carnaval’ and ‘100,000 Words’ could have quite easily been weaved into The Other
Half, but tonight they were further reminders of the two excellent albums My
Darling Clementine have under their belt.
Without revealing too much about the ending of The Other
Half, Mark, Lou and Michael thought we needed more misery to end the evening
and this led to a four song finale of some of the finest examples of classic
country being hailed as the wallowing sad song genre. So two George Jones
numbers led the way and there were few excuses for not being aware of ‘Good Year for the Roses’ and ‘She Thinks I Still Care’, even if you
only have a minor interest in country music. The George Jones thread continued
with a version of a song he sang a duet with Gene Pitney on, ‘That’s All It Took’ before Mark joined
the guys to complete the evening with a crowd invited singalong to the popular
Ray Price classic ‘Heartache By The
Number’.
The hazy memory of last year’s show suggests that the
refining of The Other Half live production has improved the experience with the
blending of the songs into the script having a more profound effect. This
levered synchronicity paid dividend with the only final thought being what next
for The Other Half and the collaboration between Mark Billingham, Lou Dalgleish
and Michael Weston King. Whatever happens next, immense enjoyment has been
derived from engaging with the project.
Just one final thought, I was always curious about another
story crying to be told from the HOW DO YOU PLEAD? album; Over to you budding
authors.
Frazey Ford has all the attributes to be the cornerstone of
contemporary roots music for the next decade and beyond. Not that the last
decade and half hasn’t served her well as an integral part of the hugely
acclaimed Canadian folk group The Be Good Tanyas and a burgeoning solo career. The
release of the second Frazey Ford album last October saw the Vancouver based
artist move up a notch or two with a sound so effectively blending the folk
roots of her background and the soulful breakthrough of her calling. With
INDIAN OCEAN now bedded in as a highly respected album, Frazey and her band
have returned to Europe and incorporated three UK shows into the schedule. With
this limited availability, it was quite a coup for the Cosmic American team to
capture a date and schedule it away from their own East Midlands turf to the
Birmingham setting of the Glee Club chain.
As well as playing the same venue last year for a different
promoter, Frazey also visited the West Midlands twice in 2013 when The Be Good Tanyas
broke their extended hiatus to temporarily reform. This loyal following ensured
a decent Sunday night turnout with the gig taking place in the larger of the
venue’s two rooms, useful as well for housing the seven piece band for the
evening. This band consisted of a two piece horn section, bass and lead guitar,
percussion and the usual accompaniment of Caroline Ballhorn on backing vocals.
Frazey switches between acoustic guitar and pure vocals with the only missing
link from a complete band being a keyboard input to really drive the soulful
sound heralded by the trombone and trumpet.
Not only does Frazey have that A* knack of writing great
songs with catchy tunes, she has the most amazing distinct vocals sent to tease
and tantalise you before sending that soulful shiver down your spine. To head
down to Memphis to record the latest album was a magnetic manoeuvre for Frazey
who eulogised about playing with Al Green’s backing band and gleefully shared
with the audience the middle naming of her son Otis, just as she ploughed into a
version of Mr. Redding’s ‘Happy Song’.
The anticipation for this gig was based on the sultry sound of the latest
record and an ascending hour and half set hit a lofty plateau six songs in when
the band launched into the album’s opening track ‘September Fields’ before refusing to budge until the inevitable
standing ovation at the end.
Frazey appears to be perfectly at ease with this solo status
and continues to build bridges between the stage and the audience with a banter
style that perhaps is not her natural domain. One thing for sure is that the
vocals are effortless and it was a wonderful listening experience to savour
their glowing warmth and evocative appeal at such close quarters. In the latter
stages of the show, the band found and remained on the sweet spot generating
sounds similar to the players recently supporting two of North America’s
premier roots artists in Lucinda Williams and Rosanne Cash. This mesmerising
zone transfixed the discerning ear and enabled song after song to be etched on
both mind and heart.
The bulk of the set list was drawn from Frazey’s two solo
albums with the sole Tanya’s number served up being ‘Ooteshenia’ alongside the story of her draft defying hippy parents
fleeing north to Canada. The audience was also treated to a brand new song as
Frazey described the political origins surrounding ‘Separatin’’, an excellent song on first listen and sure to be a
winner when the next round of recorded material appears. As if to still hold
dear to her folk roots, she introduced the cover of Dylan’s ‘One More Cup of Coffee’ as a song to
still maintain credibility in that community.
This is one of the few songs not to originate from Frazey’s
pen and can be found on 2010’s OBADIAH. The same album illuminated the evening’s
proceedings with ‘Bird of Paradise’
and a couple of encore numbers in ‘Firecracker’
and ‘Blue Streak Mama’, the first of
these proving a popular selection and a slight deviation from the
pre-determined set. Virtually all of INDIAN OCEAN was played during the band’s
allotted time with the stimulating title track being a suitable choice to close
the show. ‘Done’, recently promoted
by a hugely popular video, was another well received song by the appreciative
audience, although there was hardly a tune not rapturously applauded by a crowd
who had earlier given a warm reception to another Vancouver artist in David
Ward taking his place as the support act.
There is an alluring and hypnotic presence about Frazey Ford,
the artist – the musician – the vocalist. Like so many roots performers, the
true strength is in the substance and quick fix consumers are likely to bypass
her talents. Yet for those enthusiasts buying into the concept of the complete
package then Frazey offers a wealth of talent, aura and deep rooted soul. In
fact let’s just call her one of the premier folk ‘n’ soul artists making
contemporary roots music today and undoubtedly most of those present in
Birmingham this evening will back this judgement.
The inventive and innovative House Concert experience is
heaven sent for the intelligent, sincere and articulate singer-songwriter. In
this age of the music model rulebook being re-defined, the phenomena of taking live
music into the home of the consumer has been growing in the UK since being
re-invigorated by travelling artists from North America. The intimacy and
connectivity of such an event can never be created in conventional settings.
Maybe it will remain the domain of the commercially challenged artist, but
there is no less substance on offer and one those missing out will be
spiritually poorer for.
Stephen Simmons has been making the long journey from
Nashville Tennessee to the venues in Europe for eight years now and epitomises
the carefully crafted singer-songwriter meeting the high standards to succeed
in Music City. This is obviously conditional that you buy into the ethos of
success being defined by the quality of output and the fact that the artist continually
survives in the cut throat unsympathetic world of the music industry. The
evidence of Stephen’s recorded material and live shows plants him firmly in
this camp and the lucky few present at this House Concert in Staffordshire had
the best front row seats other venues couldn’t provide.
Apart from the ubiquitous refreshment break, the structure
and evolution of such an evening can be in a shared, flexible and
non-standardised format. Artists will feel more comfortable with experimenting
and the ultimate atmosphere of mutual performer-audience appreciation is
probably never stronger. Stephen has been busy since he last visited this area
almost exactly twelve months ago and several songs from his upcoming new album
were tested out, even in the context of which key to use. Inevitably there were
the usual requests alongside artist choice of back catalogue material and the
odd cover which needs to add value without coming across as a mere filler.
For this year’s UK dates, Stephen is being accompanied by
his colleague Molly Jewell whose pianist and beautiful vocal qualities proved
the perfect foil to the standard guitar and conventional southern male voice of
the senior performer. On his previous two visits to the Staffordshire area,
Stephen appeared solo, so this set up was a welcome adaption with perhaps the
eventual hope that the full band may materialise one day. Stephen invited
Molly, who also happened to be celebrating her birthday, the sole limelight of
three solo numbers at the start of each set and she duly showed the glistening
potential of a seriously influential singer-songwriter in the country folk
tradition of many performers attracted to the collaborative environment of the
wider Nashville music community. Think of an emerging Beth Nielsen Chapman,
Gretchen Peters and Mary Chapin Carpenter thirty years ago and you are
approaching the right territory.
Born and bred in Tennessee has played a significant part in
forming Stephen Simmons – The Artist. Country music is right at the core of his
art without defining the perception and aggregated exterior. His style is all
about the song, message and powerful artistic device of sharing your thoughts
via guitar tunes and heartfelt lyrics. Schooled in rural East Tennessee and
cutting it in the hardened surroundings of downtown Nashville has created a
toughened and strong edge to his onstage persona. When asked recently to choose
between country and folk, fellow US musician Carrie Elkin said ‘all the best
country songs are effectively folk songs’. This quip goes a long way to
defining the music of Stephen Simmons.
Stephen in Lichfield last year
To put a little bit of song flesh on the evening’s bones,
two exceptional covers presented were Townes Van Zandt’s ‘If I Needed You’ and Neil Young’s ‘Helpless’. The latter was delivered in a duet format showcasing the
vocal and musical chemistry between Molly and Stephen. The pick of Stephen’s
new songs was ‘West’, while from his
back catalogue ‘Shirley’s Stables’, Emily’s
Eyes’, ‘I’ll Be Your Johnny Cash’, ‘Limavady
Blues’ and ‘Asheville Girl’ stuck
in the memory. ‘Yellow’ and ‘Tricky’ were examples of Molly’s super
contribution to the evening which was crowned by the serenading of happy
birthday from the audience and the surprise attendance of her parents flying in
from the States for the show.
The resounding success of the evening had a threefold sense
of satisfaction. First the discovery of Molly Jewell as an emerging talent,
followed by further confirmation of Stephen Simmons being an excellent
singer-songwriter equipped with the roots, outlook, skills and state of mind to
represent the best of his home State. However the cream of the evening was an
initial experience of the fulfilling House Concert movement and the joy of
appreciating fine music is such a unique setting.
While Treetop Flyers have been on the periphery of my
horizon over the last couple of years, seeing them live on this fairly low key
date has sealed the deal with their impressive credentials. What unravelled
during this hour long set at Birmingham’s Sunflower Lounge was an exceptional
band making intelligent and articulate music modelled on the classic sound of
soul infused rock. The debut album from this London based band created waves upon
its release in 2013 with highly positive reviews from resected publications.
Vivid comparisons of the West Coast sound are not difficult to detect on that
record and the key theme two years on still has this feel to its core.
So currently it is phase two for Treetop Flyers and the
five-piece ensemble have lined up a handful of dates around the country to
share some of the new songs wrapped around old favourites that made THE
MOUNTAIN MOVES such a riveting listen. To say this Birmingham date was low key
is almost an understatement, but enough folks hung around after a couple of
local acts played a pair of half hour sets to give this tiny city centre venue
a reasonable sense of atmosphere. Hopefully the eventual release of the album
will inspire the team behind them to give the band a bigger push aiming for a larger
platform to align with their talents. Either way being up close and personal
was not a bad place to be in such an intimate atmosphere which enabled you to
grasp the technical nuances of the band.
Treetop Flyers possess an inspirational front person in Reid
Morrison who injects a deeply moving soulful streak into his vocals to aid the
depth of sincerity in their songs. The substance of their sound is derived from
the value of the band’s entity which fluctuates from a four guitar spearhead
attack to a more diverse sound when Sam Beer commutes to the vacant keyboards. This
diversity was further embedded when Beer took over the lead vocals from
Morrison for one of the several new tracks presented in ‘Lady Luck’. This enabled a timely rest for Morrison who had just
sent a shiver around the spine of the room with a soul searching rendition of
another new song in ‘St Andrews Cross’.
The guitar was ditched for this poignant moment as Morrison unearthed his
emotive mojo to embrace the moving spirit of country soul.
There is an indication of a switch to a more psychedelic sound
from the evidence of the first new song earmarked for significant promotion. A
rather visually bending video of ‘Dance
Through the Night’ has just been uploaded on the usual channels and this
infectious guitar led dance tune closed the set in the manner it has been
designed for. A heavy bass part from the band’s newest member, Ned Crowther was
one of the redeeming qualities of this track which also benefitted from substantial
and memorable keyboard parts. Yes, it also got the feet of most folks moving.
At this point it is worth commending the other two band
members starting with lead guitarist Laurie Sherman whose passion for Black
Sabbath was shared by Morrison to the approving locals. American drummer Tomer
Danan completed the line-up and the cliché last but not least fails to do
justice to the importance of the rhythm line. The band was firing on all
cylinders by the time the second track ‘She’s
Gotta Run’ had ended and another old favourite from the first album was
gratefully acknowledged later in the set when the popular ‘Things Will Change’ was introduced.
In the days before this gig, re-living the old album had
become a regular occurrence, but the evening ended with major thoughts turned
towards the new album. ‘Wild Winds’, ’31 Years’,
‘You, Darling You’ and ‘Falling Down’
are likely to be songs we will be hearing a lot more of in the future. Having
seen a previous Loose Music act in Dawes mightily impress on UK dates recently,
there was more than a hint of similarity in Treetop Flyers which are set to be an
integral part of the label’s future. The evidence on show tonight is that these five guys are
going to be a force to be reckoned with and the promise of the debut album has
been soundly built upon.
The Rose of Roscrae has finally set sail for the home isles.
Nearly six months after Tom Russell’s epic western opera/musical hit the airwaves, the touring version has crossed the pond, bringing its
splendour to venues across Britain and Ireland. The Glee Club in Nottingham
hosted Russell for the Midlands leg of the tour with legions of devoted
followers eager to lap up the old and the new in the inimitable style of an
artist possibly construed as the ‘Balladeer of the West'.
Accompanied by the
smokin’ hot guitar pickin’ skills of his Italian sidekick, Max di Bernadi, the
bold and brash troubadour upholding the traditions of the West, rambled
through a pair of hour long sets with projected passion and an innate ability
to stir the immortal cauldron of prose, poetry and song. Ultimately Tom Russell
is a true artisan and all assembled partisans were enshrouded in the warmth and
sincerity of his desire to entertain with a strong message.
It was eight years since Tom Russell had last been
caught live and this seemed just like a mere flash when he threw in ‘Who’s Gonna Build Your Wall’ as the
evening’s pre-encore finale. Given a timely renewal by the comments of Donald
Trump, the fired up Russell continues to champion the underdog and folks needed
little invitation to share both the words and the sentiment. Forever mischievous
with no shortage of irony, Russell orchestrated the evening with equal amounts
of wit, observation and the sheer totality of mastering the art of the meaningful
folk song. By the time ‘Touch of Evil’
had served as the show’s climax, it was straight to the merch table to seal the
deal of audience inclusion.
After listening to all two and a half hours of THE ROSE OF
ROSCRAE on numerous occasions around release time, thoughts had turned to how
the record would be presented live in lieu of the Broadway musical version. The
veil of intrigue was lifted during the first half of tonight’s show as Russell
served up a precis of the project, merging elongated musings with a select half
dozen of the songs which best represented the album in the gig arena. Few would
argue that ‘The Rose of Roscrae’, ‘Hair
Trigger Heart’, ‘When the Wolves No Longer Sing’, ‘I Talk to God’ and ‘Jesus Met the Woman at the Well’ are
among the cream of the album’s standard songs and all were delivered wrapped in
their mighty grandeur. Okay we didn’t have Gretchen Peters, Maura O’Connell and
the McCrary Sisters to impose their vocal charm, but the lyrical sentiment and
outstanding melodies are perfectly filtered through Russell’s voice and guitar.
On the topic of Gretchen, and jumping ahead a little, without surprise ‘Guadalupe’ did feature in the second
half and her husband Barry Walsh, co-producer of the record, got mentioned as
well.
If you are not excited by an event filled with enlightened
onstage chat and ramblings, Tom Russell may not be up your street, but you will
be missing out on one of America’s great musical preachers encapsulating all that is marvellous about capturing history within the realms of folk music. Being brought
up in Southern California and spending many years frequenting border locations
such as El Paso and Santa Fe, the spiritual excitement and the plight of the Mexican
people is etched far into his heart, as much as the romanticism and reality of
the cowboy. Listening to Tom Russell for two hours is a mind stretching experience
and one highly recommended for anyone remotely interested in the quintessential
history of the wider concept of Americana.
The first set ended with a version of one of Russell’s older
songs in ‘Tonight We Ride’ which
acted as a prelude of what to expect after the break. Requested old favourites
like ‘Spanish Burgundy’, ‘St Olav’s Gate’,
Nina Simone’ and ‘Stealing
Electricity’ brought an air of familiarity to the evening for those yet to
take a fatal addictive dose of THE ROSE OF ROSCRAE, and surely time will add
many of the new songs to the mantle of live staple. Apart from the two second
half songs mentioned earlier in this review, the standout number of this
segment was ‘East of Woodstock West of
Vietnam.’ This precise geographical description of the year (1969) Russell
spent teaching Criminology in Nigeria emerged as a top track on the BLOOD AND
CANDLE SMOKE album and was listened to with acute attentiveness this evening.
Within the constraints of a live gig, Tom Russell managed to
whet the appetites for those new to THE ROSE OF ROSCRAE and re-enforce its
emotive appeal to those already tuned into its grand presentation. By referring
to it as his ‘Les Miserables’, Russell did not disguise a great personal pride
in the project and this sheer enthusiasm is one of his many redeeming features.
Hopefully it won’t be another eight years until another Tom Russell show is
attended. Life is too short not to maximise opportunities to savour his spiritual
take on the West through the spectacular medium of prose, song and wider art.
A couple of bars into the first track of this album and you
can pinpoint it straight away as the work of Phillip Henry and Hannah Martin.
Phillip's trademark harmonica has been an established feature on the UK’s folk
and roots circuit, especially excelling during the award winning duo’s many
live shows up and down the land. WATERSHED is their third studio album,
following in the wake of their hugely successful last album MYND. As you would
expect from such a talented pairing, the new record is packed full of moving
tunes and stimulating songs, with the theme for this release steering more to
the personal, contemporary and figurative rather than historical and
reflective. However the sound is as cross purpose as before with a heady mix of
Appalachia and homespun appeal, ensuring a stream of recognition from both the
Americana and folk worlds.
Weighing in at twelve tracks and fifty-four minutes, this
album is one of the meatier releases out there, and throw in its style as the
antipode of pop leaves many facets to be digested. Lyrically the record is
owned by Hannah’s temptress vocals supplemented by her role as the main word
architect, but the duo status is strongly bound by the way Phillip's diverse
harmonica and slide guitar playing welds together the components of each song. The
single word name to each track suggests an uncomplicated stance, yet this
belies the enormous depth to the ten songs and two instrumentals.
The first of the instrumentals is titled ‘December’ and fits neatly as the filling
of a seasonal trilogy flanked by ‘Conkers’
and ‘January’. The latter is an
acapella number, obviously divinely delivered by Hannah and is a prime example
of her voice adding beauty to a blank canvas. Phillip does take lead vocal on ‘Yarrow Mill’, an emotive piece inspired
by his grandparents meeting in industrial Lancashire. Although the duo are
based in Devon, they do take the song writing a
lot further north in the title track with references to Coniston and Lingmoor
from the Lake District setting for ‘Watershed’.
The sentiments of this excellent opening track can be interpreted as how
nature, or in particular rainfall, reflects the uncertainties of life.
The two songs with the most personal appeal appear in the early
and latter stages of the record. ‘Stones’
is a beautifully written response to the UKIP representative who associated gay
marriage with the stormy weather. A song packed with sumptuous slide guitar, a
fine groove and the striking line ‘wherever they choose to love’. Later in the
album, the touching track ‘Foundling’
delves straight to your heat. The sentiment is heavy and the last line of the
final verse poignantly states that the mother’s eyes are ‘a bit like mine’. The
theme is continued a couple of tracks later following Phillip's arrangement of
the Irish traditional tune ‘Lament’,
when the more upbeat ‘London’
suggests an optimistic future for the subject.
Of the remaining three tracks, ‘Letter (Unsent)’ is tender and evocative, ‘Tonight’ is a short lyrical piece defined by harmonica and fiddle,
and ‘Taxis’ is a more explicit song
emphasising the transient nature of their musical calling. Throughout the
record, the inventive musicianship, satisfying blend and beautiful artistry
takes the music of Phillip and Hannah to another level.
While WATERSHED does not delve into the territory of their
popular gig singalong ‘The Nailmakers’
Strike’ and all its protest connotations, the content is far more subtle,
demanding the listener’s absolute attention before endlessly spilling its
riches. This album is about the evolution of Phillip Henry and Hannah Martin as
a recording duo without erasing those trademark qualities. The connection from
artistic talent to active listener is well and truly made.
Some music you can take at face value, while other demands that little more attention. Approach the new album from Ange Hardy from the
first angle and a fabulous eclectic mix of sound variety will thoroughly
enchant you. Dig deeper into the background of this project and further riches
will emerge in a dazzle of romanticist enlightenment. Of course the
recommendation is to fully embrace all aspects of ESTEESEE and absorb your mind
into the magnificent detail of Ange’s valued attempt to revive the words of
Samuel Taylor Coleridge to a contemporary audience.
Taking inspiration from poems, stories, epitaphs, events and
wider environmental context, Ange has conjured up a fourteen-track adulation to
the life and work of this lauded English historical literary figure from the
late eighteenth century. The album’s title is taken from initials of the
subject’s name and through what is a fairly slick thirty-seven minute duration,
it is difficult not to be smitten by Ange’s passion and creative nous for
committing this project to song, verse and musical arrangement.
Not surprisingly, funding was available from arts sources
for this key project, and Ange has recruited well to formulate the album’s
sonic appeal. The guest vocals of Steve Knightly and the various string accompaniments
from Patsy Reid are the two names to leap out from the list of players, with
perhaps the starkest contribution being the reading of Coleridge’s famous poem
by broadcaster and artist Tamsin Rosewell. The emotive reading of ‘Kubla Khan’ almost anchors the record
with its central position in the track list and is just one of several spoken
parts to heap further focus on the lyrical content. Ange is credited with
writing and arranging all the tracks and liberally references the lifting of
many snippets from the works of Coleridge.
Among the many fascinating facets of this album, the sheer
elegance of the standard three minute ballads all sung beautifully and
decorating the message that Ange wants to get over, which is no more or less
than modern day recognition of the subject’s life. Her previous work has courted
honours both for album content and vocal ability, and there is little doubt
that ESTEESEE will be lapped up by folk traditionalists and historians alike.
This is by no means the limit of the appeal evidenced by the gorgeous
presentation and allure to educate where perhaps many intriguing minds have not
been before. To maximise the immense pleasure from plunging into the depth of
this record, exposure to the concise and informative insert sleeve is
recommended and certainly the insight is better explained through Ange’s words
than review regurgitation.
If you want to learn more about Coleridge’s links to the
philosophical term pantisocracy, his self-penned epitaph, the trail in Somerset
and Devon named in his honour and deeper analysis of his relationships, Ange
has provided a super source via her imaginative writing. Numerous candidates
for radio play to at least showcase the unrelenting appeal of Ange’s vocal
ability can be found in ‘My Captain’,
‘Friends of Three’ and the title
track ‘Esteesee’. While Ange is keen
on vocal collaboration and harmony, her own skills reach unsurpassable peaks when left alone
to flourish on the open stage.
ESTEESEE is pure archetypical folk music, dark in places,
explicit in narrative and wonderfully packaged. The jolly and jaunty persona to
this album gives it a sense of renewal and if the ubiquitous revival of romantic
poetry is once again in our midst, then Ange Hardy can be a chief protagonist. Otherwise
just marvelling in the magnitude of this project will broaden your mind, engage
your listening senses and add immense value to your overall enjoyment of music.