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.
Sam Outlaw definitely feels at home touring the UK. It has
been a little over eighteen months since he was introduced to British audiences
as the opening act for Aaron Watson and things have gone from strength to
strength since. This latest of several trips is on the back of a slot at the
prestigious TØnder Festival in Denmark and a first return to Birmingham
since a date at The Glee Club on that inaugural tour. The growth of Sam Outlaw
is symbolised by the expansion from a duo format with Danny Garcia back in
January last year to now a seven-piece full band line-up complete with assorted
guitars, pedal steel and drums. This mode clearly suited the barrage of songs
delivered from his two albums and a Hare and Hounds audience was treated to a
comprehensive display of real country music.
2017 has been the year that Sam Outlaw has introduced Nashville-based
singer-songwriter Michaela Anne to UK audiences, through a spot in the band on
keys and a solo opening slot to showcase her own songs. Anticipation for seeing
Michaela live grew after checking a couple of her albums out online and she
proceeded not to disappoint during the thirty minutes afforded to her in this
Birmingham gig. Her style is based on the classic traditional country music
performer and if you’re seeking a contemporary comparison, Margo Price can be
suggested. The strongest songs to come across from this opening slot were saved
for the latter stages of the set with ‘Luisa’
and ‘Bright Lights & the Fame’.
The latter probably took the overall crown and doubles up as the title track of
her most recent album. While being grateful of the opportunity to share her
music, Michaela did depart the stage with a hope to return one day with her own
band in tow; there are a growing band of admirers to support her in this
desire.
This was the second time seeing the Sam Outlaw Band in its
full complement this summer. Previously, a festival show at SummerTyne had been
shared with Jim Lauderdale, but the major upgrade from that evening was based
on totally owning the performance. It also helped that the stage time was
increased from sixty to ninety minutes, creating time for more audience
interaction and the inclusion of select cover songs that have become a feature
of the UK performances.
Such interaction is not short of irony, occasionally edgy and
very wry. Underpinning the humour is a sincere respect of being appreciated as
a song writing, recording and performing artist in a land far away from his LA
home. Indeed, it is probably the song writing qualities that shine as his major
asset and there was ample evidence on show this evening of stellar compositions
from the two albums. It has been documented here before that ANGELENO carried
more weight than the recently released TENDERHEART, although the longevity of
the former may be the overriding factor.
From the new album, ‘All
My Life’ still retains the number one tag and the superb live rendition in
Birmingham further cemented this view. No introduction was needed this time
(unlike SummerTyne!) and it formed a central part of the evening’s finale when
the band really hit their stride. Leading this more intense part of the show
was the song ‘Sacramento’, a revised
version of Michaela Anne’s ‘Luisa’
and delivered in a souped-up honky tonk rock ‘n’ roll style.
One other upgrade on the SummerTyne show was that the sound
in the Hare and Hounds was spot on, with pedal steel and lead guitar being
peerlessly clear to an audience in close up vicinity. The vocals also did
justice to the quality of the songs with Molly Jenson joining Sam on several occasions,
more prominently on the acoustic trio including ‘Country Love Song’, and most definitely on her lead rendition of
the Dwight Yoakam classic ‘Honky Tonk Man’.
This was the opening song of a three-track encore, which also included a
version of George Strait’s ‘One Night at a
Time’, and gig closer ‘Hole Down in
My Heart’, introduced as the ‘hit’ that radio didn’t play.
Popular songs flowed all evening including the requested ‘Trouble’,
with the additional time allowing certain song introductions such as the marital
booster ‘Keep it Interesting’ and the
lessons of a doomed love ‘She’s Playing
Hard To Get (Rid of)’. Probably proving one of the evening’s highlights, ‘Angeleno’ was delivered with an
appreciative nod to Ry Cooder.
As the dust settled on this latest successful Sam Outlaw
gig, news has surfaced of another return to these shores in the autumn. There
is definitely a growing appetite for his style of country music in the UK and
who can argue with the high quality that was on display during this Birmingham
show.
FOLLOW THAT FIRE is proof that artists can still reach out
to a new audience even with nineteen years-experience and nine albums in the
bank. The latest record from Canadian singer-songwriter Lynn Jackson is a lovely
textured alluring release successful in creating a sense of well-being. It has
been released on the Busted Flat record label, which has been responsible for
some fine Canadian exported music in recent years. It may grow the
international awareness of an artist adept at taking a primarily folk song base
before dressing them up in a cultured pop and sensual soulful coating. All ten
tracks are original offerings from the mainly solo pen of Lynn and are brimming
with messages ranging from the inspiration of the road to taking a pensive view
on the plight of an artistic journey.
While the record generally meanders through the tranquil waters
of lucid folk, there is one tremendous jolt in the first half with a song reverberating
in its grim effect. ‘Alice’ evolves
as a spicy narrative tale, in true folk tradition heading for a gruesome and
total left field conclusion. It’s compulsive listening, not representative of
the album in general theme, but a track to forge a bind with the listener.
A further successful formula for making this album work is the
harnessing of a sophisticated soundtrack to provide the ideal canvas for Lynn’s
gorgeous vocals to flourish. Soft piano joins the usual stringed array in the
early stages of the album especially ‘Random
Breakdowns, False Starts & New Beginnings’. However, by the latter
stages the keys have taken the sound in a far more soulful direction as
exampled in ‘Meet Me in the City’ and
‘Night Come Down’. This comes to a pinnacle
in another of the album’s stand out tracks ‘Tossing
and Turning’. The vocal style is somewhat similar to Frazey Ford at this
stage, with hopefully some resemblance of the Be Good Tanyas being distinguished
praise. This standout piece unravels as a restless song in a restful setting.
Messages come across at their strongest in the opening and
closing tracks. Title number ‘Follow that
Fire’ gets proceedings under way in a suggestive and prompting way. Forty
odd minutes later ‘No Regrets’ brings
everything to a thoughtful close with self-explanatory sentiment and a catchy melody
adorning a dreamy number. Intermediary, you get further evidence of a perceived
theme with ‘Side of the Road’, while ‘Ghost’ and ‘Mystery Novels’ succeed in keeping the listener actively engaged
even away from the album’s true golden moments.
The gradually ascending feel to this album makes playing it in
its entirety a purposeful exercise and not one designed for the pick ‘n’ mix
digital world. It eventually rolls out as a record purely heart accessible and
head compatible. Lynn Jackson has clearly drawn on many aspects of her vast
experience to sculpture the delights of FOLLOW THAT FIRE and any ensuing success
is absolutely warranted.
Sandwiched between her previous album in 2010 and this latest
release, Heather Lynne Horton was musically busy creating a wave as one-half of
The Westies with husband Michael McDermott. Hot on the heels of Michael
branching out with a solo record, Heather has also chosen this route with the
highly emotive DON’T MESS WITH MRS. MURPHY. On the back of its US bow earlier in
the summer, the record will get a resurgent boost in the UK via the good folks
at At The Helm Records. The bottom line is that the album is an absolute
absorbing listen, presenting an aural delight from its atmospheric opening to a
moving finale.
Like so many successful records, the sound blends numerous
sources to a superlative extent. Americana fans with an alternative edge are amongst
the audience likely to tap into the vast reservoir of an album packed with top
notch writing to provide the literary element. However, no serious music fan is
precluded, whether they are prone to tearing away the layers of a record or are
able to free themselves to let the music lead the way.
Themes and motives are aplenty with this album. Taking a few
moments to read Heather’s thoughts on the record or burying yourself in the
lyrics, will fast track the complete experience, but not critical to appreciate
the sum of the overall effect. This surmounts to an evocative piece of art, often
mystique, frequently dark and forever enchanting.
When you factor in a surprise cover as the eleventh track,
the album weighs in at just short of the hour, but this extended feature never
strays into filler territory. In fact, many listens to this album have lent
towards tracks 3, 5, 8 and 10 being personal favourites, all aided by letting
the record flow as opposed to cherry picking. The latter of these choices ‘I Wanna Die in My Sleep’ cracks the
heart with each play. It rolls out as a majestic 7-minute narrative piece
perfectly melding the spoken and sung word, all in a beautiful nostalgic haze.
Think Shangri Las meets the ‘Trio’ as your starting point.
Earlier in the record, the album really cranks up the gears
with the third track ‘Did You Feel That’,
a classy piece of ethereal choral delight ripe for radio play. This follows a
couple of tracks that begin to form the record’s presence right from the off.
Enchanting mesmeric opener ‘Murphy’s Law’
puts a capital ‘A’ in alternative, while ‘Wheelchair
Man’ is a tenderer offering presenting an inspirational view from a different perspective.
The two other standout candidates previously indicated
include ‘Boomerang’- a mid-album
track that goes a long way to capturing the wealth of Heather’s distinct vocal
style – and ‘Coffee Cup’, which
evolves into one of the record's most serene melodic moments. The latter is
another in the 6-minute plus category, thus cementing a thought of this being
an unhurried release.
It’s a testimony to the strength of the album’s upper
echelons that tracks like ‘Pauper Sky’
and ‘Flesh and Blood’ still linger in
the shadows as time approached to gather some thoughts to share. The somewhat
potentially controversial ‘FU’ does
make a lyrical case to push the stronger tracks, while the warm velvet protective
sentiments of ‘Save the Rain’
provides a reassuring moment as the album wheels into full flow.
The bonus track sees Heather team up with Michael for a
cover of ‘You’re the One That I Want’. The perfect example of how to enhance a
song by pouring everything into the verses, while tempering the chorus. A
fitting way to end a superb album.
Essentially DON’T MESS WITH MRS MURPHY is album to be
savoured alone. Its primed for a period of solitary solace and ensures the
listener succumbs to a fascinating world. Heather Lynne Horton is the architect
of an album that raises the standard of this year’s releases.
No labels or tags are required for the music of Steve
Grozier as it speaks for itself. Literal geographic associations may despatch it
westward across the ocean, but then again music with a ‘state of mind rhetoric’
respects no boundaries. A PLACE WE CALLED HOME may only be a sample of what
this Glasgow singer-songwriter is capable of, yet it significantly captures an
intended sound and sends a signal out that more will come providing the
prevailing winds are kind.
The four tracks that form this EP are cut from the classic
territory of Steve’s American influences. In essence, they are songs driven by
the heart before enabling a skilful soundtrack to allow their artistic
flourishing. Underpinned by driving guitar to inject the rock influence, the
sound elevates its ambience through the delightful twang of the pedal steel
thus ensuring that anybody with an acute country ear will take note. Although, critically
there are no pseudo vocal aspirations.
Lead single ‘Where the
Roses Grow’ doubles up as the record opener and unravels as a certified
rocker, albeit draped in a sensitive sentiment. The swirling guitars adopt a
chilling presence as the piece rolls towards its conclusion making it an
appealing introduction. ‘The Hardest
Thing’ sees Steve in a mellower phase letting the twang set the scene and
ensuring the tough lyrical input rises to the surface. ‘Nothing Feels’ continues in a sensitive mode with more steel coming
to the fore and generally evoking back to a time when troubadours first took a
grip on the contemporary music scene. ‘A
Place We Called Home’ is probably the most ear catching track on this short
collection, ably assisted by an infectious opening line melody which ends up
framing the song.
Whatever the pros/cons, opportunities/constraints of an EP
release, this sophomore record from Steve Grozier demonstrates that all the
tools are in place to make the next step. This hopefully will include shows
around the UK and the sharing of a sound that has the potential to prosper in a
live environment. In the meantime, allocating a small amount of your valuable
listening time to A PLACE CALLED HOME hooks you up with a focussed artist,
appearing in firm control to where both they and the listener desire to be.
“Stourbridge’s finest music export since the Mitre-fuelled
heady days of late 80s indie-rock.” This is likely to be the first and last reference
to the Neds, Stuffies or Poppies in any Kim Lowings and the Greenwood review. Seriously,
any praise accrued for WILD & WICKED YOUTH is entirely warranted as this
album lays out proof of an artist continuing to make significant development in
the folk music world. The true worth of its value exists in the finely balanced
track selection alongside the most beautiful of executions, both on a vocal and
instrumental front. Clear messages are sent out that this is an album to be
reckoned with as it begins life as a living and breathing entity documenting
the talents of its architect.
As much as folk and roots music is about preserving the
past, its renewal features are just as critical especially in the shape of
original composition. Perhaps the most pertinent parts of this album are the
five new songs that feature thus signalling that renewal is in rude health.
However, following Kim’s career over the last four years has exposed her as a
dedicated folk archivist and interpreting the traditional song is set to be at
the core of her creative powers long into the future. If the upward trajectory
of both sides of the selection process continues in the same vein as the new album
then exciting times are ensured.
The album, Kim’s third full-length release, opens and closes
with a new song alongside the clustering of three more originals at the core of
the record. Each of these can make a valid case for standout number with maybe
only a dice or daily whim making your choice. However, you can group them by
style with ‘Firestone’ and ‘Fly Away’ proving exceptional piano-led
pieces and immediate candidates mainly based on being the perfect vessels for
Kim’s gorgeous vocals. This key attribute successfully straddles the beam
between the classically cultured and the earthy warm. The resistant soul
searching theme to the first of these adds to its strength, while the second
acts as a resounding finale especially the iconic sampling of the old gospel
favourite of the same name at the end.
Lyrically, Kim appears to be at her strongest on the narration
piece ‘The Tortoise and the Hare’ as cautious
sentiment takes hold especially in the line ‘bide my time, see you at the
finish line’. This track includes the melodeon playing of Lewis Jones, which is
one of two freshly used instruments utilised well on the album and an expansion
from the usual live arrangement. The other is the fiddle, liberally provided
across the record by two players, Shannon Johnson and Ami Oprenova, the latter
an occasional addition to the Greenwood line-up. While still on the topic of
the original offerings, the spritely ‘In
Spirit’ gets the album off to a stellar start. The accessible and popular
beat to the song makes it the ideal conduit into the album as well as proving a
well-received live number. The final self-penned track is the combined effort of
an instrumental merging into a song about a positive character ‘Wyle Cop and The Wonderful Mr Clark’.
The latter being an old favourite from Kim’s live show finally making its way
to recorded status.
While we are talking about Kim’s live shows, the Georje
Holper written song ‘Away Ye Merry Lasses’
has become a firm fan favourite, probably eclipsing ‘The Begging Song’ as the number one singalong. Adding a version to
the new album was a no brainer and the song, with its cover status, acts as a
neat link into the traditional pieces that have made their way onto the record.
Like the original songs, personal favourites from the
traditional pool can vary from listen to listen. If you’re looking for an up-tempo
song packed with loads of fiddle, the relentless beat to ‘The Cuckoo’ will hold sway. On the other hand, you can’t beat a
good old sea shanty and a version of the popular folk song ‘Bold Riley’ makes an appearance. Both
these tunes have been aired live in Kim’s shows and this should continue as the
release tour gathers pace in the autumn. ‘The
Newry Highwayman’ is an old song that was earmarked early on as a track to
support the album and thus was launched in a lyric video. This acts as the record's
penultimate track with the line ‘wild and wicked youth’ impressing enough to
gravitate to album title. Earlier in the running order, we are treated to a
joyful version of ‘Oyster Girl’,
complete with twist. This is followed by a German translated piece titled ‘Farewell My Love So Dear’, which induces
an alternative mood heavily influenced by a lengthy instrumental introduction
tinged with backing vocal sounds. ‘Oh the
Wind and the Rain’ completes the twelve track serving and it would be
remiss for a folk album not to contain a murder ballad.
At this stage, an appreciative mention is reserved for the
Greenwood stalwart playing their usual superb supportive roles in the guise of Andrew Lowings
(guitar, bouzouki, bodhran,backing vocals), Dave Sutherland (double bass,
guitar, backing vocals) and Tim Rogers (cajon, percussion, drums). Also
alongside her stellar vocals and all round creativity, there is Kim’s trademark
dulcimer playing. In fact, a striking feature of this record is its high
quality production value and how well the core and guest sounds have been
blended.
WILD & WICKED YOUTH is probably the best Kim Lowings
album to date equipped to maximise inroads into a crowded market. It surely has
plenty to offer folk music aficionados, but of equal importance, it reaches out
beyond the core hinterlands. The inclusion of fiddle and piano make it a more
rounded recording. Ultimately, it is an album to grow into as well as sitting
back, singing along or just marvelling at the therapeutic nature of good music.
Finally, there is one difference between Kim Lowings and the Greenwood and the
heady days of the Stourbridge scene: the latter faded quite quickly!
Tom Russell always keeps his listeners alert. Whether
through conquering the art of storytelling via music; filling an empty canvas
with a literal style of writing or penning a memorable song, his lengthy career
has left a catalogue of folk records covering a broad range of subjects. This
has led to him being actively thought of as a scribe of Americana, the wider
definition of the underbelly of a continent rather than a pre-described music
style. While FOLK HOTEL is quintessential Tom Russell, the subjects frequently
span the landmasses of America and Europe with the usual combination of viewing
the macro of the landscape mixed with the micro of the individual. Weighing in
at fourteen tracks (seventy-one minutes) for the essential deluxe physical version,
the new record joins the club of Russell’s more time friendly releases as
opposed to the epic that unravelled in his last major project THE ROSE OF
ROSCRAE.
Since this double album crashed onto the scene like an
Alpine avalanche, Tom Russell did partake in another project celebrating the
songs of Ian and Sylvia Tyson. Indeed Ian Tyson, an elder statesman of Canadian
folk, country and western music, is the subject of ‘I’ll Never Lose These Horses’ on FOLK HOTEL and joins Dylan
Thomas, JFK, Hank and Lightin’ Hopkins as significant historical figures to
pose as writing topics for Russell.
While the laid back and accessible performing style of
Russell smooths the path of his music to the listener’s ear, grasping the true
depth of the record requires a great deal of dedication; one that will excite
his aficionados and present a challenge to newbies. However, this is a
challenge rewarding perseverance with a treasure chest of contemporary folk
music designed to fascinate generations for years to come.
Like his previous work, an accompanying book is being made
available to give further insight into the extensive material that forms FOLK
HOTEL. This does extend the choice to how deep you want to immerse into the
music of Tom Russell and the wide detail of his influences. While this was not
available during the formal review process, it would have only led to a
proliferation of the writing task and the ultimate straying into essay
territory. With or without the book, a finger on the search field of a device
is not unknown when listening intensely to the lyrics of Tom Russell. This is
when the inevitable desire to expand the education process prevails.
On the surface, FOLK HOTEL takes you on a geographical
voyage almost splitting its time between Europe and America. The former, a
valuable supporter of Tom Russell’s music over the years, takes shape in ‘The Sparrow of Swansea’ (a co-write with
Katy Moffatt celebrating the enigma that is DylanThomas). This is closely
followed by ‘All on a Belfast Morning’
and later on the record with ‘The
Rooftops of Copenhagen’. Both these tracks possess the trademark Tom
Russell spoken parts with prose from Irish writer James Cousins credited in the
first one.
The album begins with three tracks firmly planted in Russell’s
homeland. The song dedicated to Ian Tyson has been previously mentioned and
this is preceded by one of the record’s standout tracks ‘Leaving El Paso’. His previous work tackling the landscape and
people of the West has been amongst Russell’s best (most notably ‘Guadalupe’) and now you can add this accordion
drenched piece skirting the Mexican border. ‘Up in the Old Hotel’ opens the record in the famous Chelsea Hotel
in New York City and in four precious minutes lets you know that you are firmly
hooked into another Tom Russell album.
Sparring with the border song for the standout moment are
two tracks at the core of the record. ‘Rise
Again, Handsome Johnny’ weaves the known and the unknown into the true
story of a meeting with John F. Kennedy, while wrapped into an easy listening
beat. ‘The Last Time I Saw Hank’ probably
takes the writing into a more metaphorical direction with a message of pondering
some of life’s poignant moments delivered in a very Johnny Cash style.
Before documenting the remaining tracks on the main body of
the album, let’s turn to the two songs that provide the value of the deluxe
version. These add a total of fifteen extra minutes for your outlay and start
with Tom Russell in cover mode. He has never hidden his admiration for Bob Dylan
(ok not an earth shattering revelation) and teams up with Joe Ely for a version of ‘Just Like Tom
Thumb’s Blues’. A nine-minute epic ‘Scars
on his Ankles’ closes the record detailing the life of legendary blues
performer Lightnin’ Hopkins. This references many aspects of the subject’s life
including the penal remnants and also includes more of the part spoken/part sung
style.
This style is also prevalent in track eleven, which rolls out as a three-in-one presentation titled ‘They
Day They Dredged the Liffey / The Banks of the Montauk / The Road to Santa Fe-O’.
In effect, presented as three separate one-minute sample pieces. The remaining
songs, ‘The Light Beyond the Coyote Fence’
and ‘The Dram House in Gutter Lane’, are
more conventional offerings with the former taking stock of life on the road
and the latter immersing itself into 16th Century slang. ‘Harlan Clancy’ brings a close to this
exceedingly brief dive into the deep well of FOLK HOTEL with American musician
Augie Meyers delivering the opening before Tom Russel takes over the reins with
the remainder of yet another story.
Any perceived exhausting elements to grasping the
underpinning value of a Tom Russell album are blown away by the riches that
this influential Americana scribe lays out. FOLK HOTEL will keep a listener on
their toes and retains a tendency to reveal a little bit more in each play.
This is the fruit of a legendary singer-songwriter at work and every small share
keeps the spirit alive. In a JFK twist – ask not what Tom Russell can do for
you, but what you can do for Tom Russell.
There is a promotional video widely available on the Internet supporting this album detailing Tom's take on its making and influences. Feel free to check that out, but to accompany this Tom Russell piece, I couldn't resist sharing the prophetic classic from 2007.
Although the season stretches into mid-September, there has
always been something of an end of the summer festival feel when Moseley Folk
arrives on the city’s doorsteps. Beyond the Tracks may be extending Birmingham’s
outdoor music attractions this year and End of the Road may be the higher
profile indication of a seasonal closer, but there is a definite uniqueness
about the eclectic gathering in Moseley Park across the opening weekend of
September.
The luscious sloping surroundings of a private park on the
hinterland of Birmingham’s city centre coupled with a stage arrangement of
non-stop music from the comfort of a single location are key aesthetic features
of Moseley Folk. When you blend in a line up ranging from the traditional to
the experimental, the sounds that fill the park emanate from a highly crafted
pack of artists, musicians and performers. 2017 is the twelfth renewal of
Moseley Folk Festival and without making too much comparison with previous
gatherings, this year’s acts are a pulsating stand-alone selection designed to
stretch the discerning cultural ear.
The challenge of any preview is to balance out the personal
and the general. However, the former immediately jumped out the page when the
line-up was announced a few months ago. From an Americana perspective, there a
few cooler song writing performers around than the American trio of Courtney
Marie Andrews, John Moreland and Shovels & Rope. Memory cannot recall any
of these playing the city before, so fans of this particular strand of folk
music will be in for a treat.
Before leaving the very personal behind, two other names to
look out for hail from contrasting lands and places on the musical horizon. New
Zealand artist Nadia Reid is an intriguing booking and ear marked as one to
catch, while Norwich based singer-songwriter Jess Morgan is firmly establishing
a respected foothold on the UK acoustic scene and makes this the second of
three planned Birmingham visits this year.
It is not unusual for the festival to dip a small toe into the
mainstream music world and perhaps the artist who reflects this policy most in
2017 is Friday headliner Amy MacDonald. On an ever-increasing influential
footing, but with a slightly left field style is Laura Marling who brings the
festival to a close on Sunday. This slot follows in the footsteps of acts like
The Proclaimers, The Monkees and The Dubliners from previous years, so a
definite diversion to create an alternative vibe.
Of course, core folk festival credentials are not too tough
to find with Seth Lakeman, Kate Rusby and The Furrow Collective leading the
contemporary charge from a traditional angle. If you want to swap the word contemporary
for legendary, then look no further than the Saturday evening performance of
Fairport Convention, right in the midst of their fiftieth anniversary
celebrations. For contrasting styles of the folk spectrum, you could try the celtic tones of Lankum (formerly Lynched) alongside the melancholic tranquillity of Josienne Clark
and Ben Walker.
To widen the the appeal by tapping into the circles of experienced
artists, the festival has acquired the services of The Magic Numbers and Roddy
Woomble. Dedicated fans of both these acts are likely to attend. This will no
doubt also apply to Mike Heron who brings an Incredible String Band influence
to the stage on Sunday with another city appearance in tandem with Trembling
Bells. On the other hand, the name Kaia Kater may not be well known before
the weekend, but it wouldn’t be a surprise if her Moseley Festival appearance
altered that. Jose Gonzalez returns to the festival after a few years absence
and his Saturday evening slot has a good chance of acquiring new fans in a
similar vein to what was reported from a previous appearance.
Mingling the prior familiar with those that will be at the
end of the festival demonstrates the astute skill in programming a line-up that
entices on paper and is well set to deliver in presence. Don’t forget the
twin stage set up enables a constant stream of fine music from Friday lunchtime
to Sunday evening, all for a modest outlay. Also returning this year is the
Kitchen Garden curated stage featuring independent artists such as up and
coming folk starlet Emily Mae Winters and locally based duo Ashland.
All artists featured are scheduled to attend the festival at time of publication and a full list of performers can be found at the event site.
There has been a tendency on several previous visits to the
Edinburgh Fringe to avoid the straightforward gig and enjoy music performed in
a more theatrical manner. However, temptation prevailed when a scheduling slot
appeared on the Wednesday of this year’s visit with an opportunity opening up
to catch Julie Byrne in concert. Although this was a billed Fringe show, the
format rolled out to be a conventional gig with the usual support act and
accompanying break. One predicted assurance was that the headliner would
confirm the growing credentials of a respected international American touring
artist and re-affirm the buzz that has accompanied them all year.
Summerhall is one of the Fringe’s many bustling venues;
housing a diverse range of artistic offerings. This gig was held in the
Dissection Room and thus provided the subject content for an instant settling
comment from Julie as she took to the stage around a quarter past nine. Over
the next hour, a totally absorbed seated crowd, edging towards three figures in
numbers, were treated to a delightful performance of lo-fi folk. The requisite
for silence is an integral part of such a show being pulled off and this
Edinburgh gathering was happy to oblige. Julie opened and closed her set in
solo mode, just exquisite slender guitar playing and the smoothest of voices.
For the main body of the performance, Julie was joined by her touring companion
Taryn Miller on some kind of lap keys, resulting in a melding sound to adorn
the near seamless set of tranquil songs.
This was not really an evening learning about Julie Byrne - the
person. Chat was kept to a minimum, creating a space for the audience to
surrender their minds to the beauty of her soft vocals and gentle acoustic playing.
The songs do tend to merge into one another in a live setting with little
introduction, although the standout piece came mid-set in the guise of ‘Natural Blue’. This hails from Julie’s
latest acclaimed album NOT EVEN HAPPINESS, a record that also housed the set
opener ‘Sleepwalker’.
What we did
deduce from the occasional dropped line was a preference to this intimate show
in contrast to playing to a much larger audience at the recent Green Man
Festival. At this moment, wry smiles were no doubt prevalent in light of choosing
to attend. By the time the gig reached its conclusion with ‘Marmalade’, lifted off her previous
album ROOMS WITH WALLS AND WINDOWS, the die of a Julie Byrne show had been cast;
a mellowed audience bestowed with a gentle ear massage.
Earlier in the evening, an evocative tone had been set with
Duncan Marquiss adopting an introverted stance with his experimental guitar
approach and assorted pedal loops. This music demands absolute attention to
grasp its intended mood and can often lead an unaccustomed audience to a mixed
state of reception. From a personal perspective, it probably only started
working towards the end of an approximately thirty-minutes set, but this type
of music is so heavily personalised and essentially the antithesis of the shared experience.
There can be a slight one-dimensional aspect to the music of
Julie Byrne, but when you tune into its mesmeric groove, the rays of
satisfaction take limitless hold. Reviews of the latest album associate its
sparseness with a bleak landscape, but there was alternate instant warmth from
intense listening in a live unfiltered environment. While live music will never
be core to my annual Fringe trip, this gig proved a welcome exception and offered
full confirmation that the associated buzz around Julie Byrne is fully
justified.
Double albums can present a risk especially in these challenging
times for enhanced content. However, if they are put together as thoughtful as
this new release from Susan Cattaneo then any foray into the unknown is
underpinned by assured protection. THE HAMMER & THE HEART is a neatly packaged
compendium of concepts, collaborations and contrasts. At the core, is an artist
striving for an independent stance and backing an ability to make an impressionable
record. These has been achieved through a strident act of duality, with
sufficient appeal to make those of a country, folk or Americana persuasion sit
up and take note.
Weighing in with near symmetrical proportion, each disc
mirrors the nine track – thirty plus minute format. As intimated in the title,
THE HAMMER generally contains the upbeat punchy numbers, while its counterpart
THE HEART takes a deeper and mellower look at the song writing content. Both
discs start with the same song, albeit in different styles. ‘Work Hard Love Harder’ is the track,
carrying the album’s motto and largely being the true soul of the record. The
up tempo version sees a link up with St. Louis based rock ‘n’ roll band The
Bottle Rockets. The stellar opening line ‘the heart beats louder than the
dollar’ has a more profound effect on the alternative version, but either take
is a suitable introduction to each disc.
The other sixteen tracks are a general mix of originals
(both of a solo and co-write status) and carefully crafted covers. The four
falling into the latter category come from a variety of diverse backgrounds. ‘Back Door Slam’ and ‘Everybody Cryin’ Mercy’ call at the
blues; a grungy version of Buddy and June Miller’s ‘Does My Ring Burn Your Finger’ tips the hat towards Americana,
while a three-part harmony version of ‘Space
Oddity’ requires little explanation.
While the debate on the value of a cover will probably never
be resolved, the desirable worth of Susan’s writing is indisputable. Two great
collaborations with Bill Kirchen illuminate THE HAMMER disc, headed by some
lightning telecaster work on ‘In the
Grooves’, an ode to the traditional way of listening to music. The other
takes the form of a standard duet, with ‘Loves
Goes Right’ being the perfect antidote to the break up country song. A
refreshing sentiment that can often be underplayed in the genre.
Further more intense personal thoughts, as you would
generally expect from title’s inference, take hold on THE HEART in the form of ‘Ordinary Magic’, ‘Bitter Moon’ and ‘Smoke’.
Accompanying a copy of this album is a detailed personal insight into each song
that aids the understanding. The merit of this approach puts Susan Cattaneo
firmly in the camp of wanting to get her message over, rather than giving
listeners a licence to roam. The bottom line is that the music wholeheartedly retains
the tone to speak for itself and can also stand alone without the conceptual background.
Other picks from enjoying many entertaining listens to the
album include the Mark Erelli co-write ‘The
River Always Wins’, and another tune with an environmental spin, ‘Field of Stone’. ‘Ten Kinds of Trouble’, complete with the memorable line ‘Elvis in
your soul’, is another track to head in a bluesy Southern direction, clearly
showing the New England born, raised and based Cattaneo in a comfortable adopted
role.
Having previously given two of her releases – HAUNTED HEART
and LITTLE BIG SKY – a seal of approval here, there was a period of letting the
extensiveness of this meatier product bed in. Make no mistake, THE HAMMER &
THE HEART is a brave ambitious project, but its adeptness, classy construction
and tapping into the wealth of sincere sentiment have yielded Susan Cattaneo a high
degree of success. Ultimately, it has evolved into a formidable album to engage
with a growing band of listeners.
Six albums and twelve years into a commercial recording
career may yet prove to be just the starter for Miranda Lambert. As the Texas
dust settled on her ‘full’ UK stage debut, thoughts turned to how exciting the
next decade, and the subsequent ones after that, can be for an artist at the
pulse of contemporary country music. Of course, this is dependent on evolution
and maximising the enormous potential of development at her fingertips. These
range from establishing herself on an international platform to forming a body
of work that adds a legacy impact to one of commercial success. She is in the
midst of the first part of this and a Birmingham audience had an early
opportunity to revel in very much the present of this next significant phase of
her career.
Elements of this development are making smart moves, not
always dictated by the bottom dollar. For instance, there was scepticism about
staging her first UK main show in such a large venue. A re-configured Barclaycard
Arena just about succeeded in providing a suitable setting, but from a personal
perspective how much elevation could have been secured from staging it at the
city’s Symphony Hall, Institute or Academy. The eventual turnout may likely to
have been squeezed, but the pay off in raising the roof would have prevailed.
First and foremost, Miranda Lambert is not a UK arena act in 2017. However,
size of venue is not the only measure of an artist’s stature within an industry.
Perhaps the greatest compliment to pay Miranda Lambert is
that the set list that accompanied her on this European excursion is merely the
icing on a substantial back catalogue. Once again, from a personal perspective,
there are at least a dozen of her recorded songs that are preferred to what was
offered on stage. Prior research advised of this situation, but from a general viewpoint,
it is hard to dispute the popular appeal of the songs chosen. Indeed one of the
aims of this concert was to see which of the set list stood out to prove the
eventual highlights.
For me there were four specific songs that created a lasting
memory of their live airing. First up was ‘Ugly
Lights’ off the new WEIGHT OF THESE WINGS album and one of the few tracks to
get a brief introduction. The concept of this record with all its break up connotations
was brought to stark life in the next three minutes of tearing away the layers
of a heart. Earlier in the set, ‘All
Kinds of Kinds’ had brought the arena to frenzied activity with its
heartfelt sentiment and enjoyable interaction. This song has taken on a new
lease of life since listening to its writer Don Henry play it at The Bluebird Café
in Nashville last year. The other two songs to really stand out came in just
ahead of the fiery finale of ‘White Liar’
and ‘Gunpowder and Lead’. ‘Little Red Wagon’ preceded these and its
live version was a substantial upgrade on an album track that struggles to make
an impact among the heavyweight offerings on PLATINUM. Also from that record
and starring during this show was ‘Automatic’,
which probably saw Miranda reach her optimum peak on the evening as she
strolled around the stage belting out this nostalgia-fuelled classic.
Elsewhere the usual suspects went down a storm. ‘The House That Built Me’ and ‘Tin Man’, the latter beginning a
two-song encore segment, brought a tear to many an eye, while ‘Mama’s Broken Heart’ probably maximised
the audience reaction. ‘Pink Sunglasses’
emerges as a light hearted crowd
pleaser, disguising its more serious message. While professing not to
being everyone’s cup of tea, the fun element ensures its tenure at least for
the moment.
Away from the recorded content, Miranda and her strong
eight-piece band celebrated the work of other artists on two occasions. By far
the best of these was a rollicking version of Rodney Crowell’s ‘I Ain’t Living Long Like This’. This saw
the band significantly raise their game and left a pondering thought that maybe
an area for development could be bringing them more to the fore in future
shows. There also could have been room for raising the profile of the keys and
pedal steel, thus giving the constant guitar breaks a relief. In essence, there
was a general feel to widen the scope of the country sound. The other cover
posed as the end point with Miranda celebrating a recent enlightenment to the
power of music courtesy of U2. ‘I Still
Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For’ was the chosen piece led by Miranda
handily joined at this stage by her supporting cast, both on and off the stage.
Part of Miranda’s on-stage team is independent recording
vocalist Gwen Sebastian who was afforded a brief moment in the spotlight to
share her new song ‘Cadillac’ with
the audience. This came over as a strong piece sung with great panache and also
revealed Miranda’s increasing prowess as a songwriter. Earlier in the evening
had seen English duo Ward Thomas open the show and given the chance by their
new label Sony to prosper on a bigger stage.
The magnitude of this big night for Miranda was not lost as
she set about a first lone show, following last year’s C2C appearance, on the
soil of a country that continues to give her serious love. She did admit to
apprehensive nerves, but these failed to hinder any of the twenty-one songs
served up. One aspect that she needs to grasp is the reserved nature of UK
audiences. She is not the first and will not be the last to comment, but it is
a prominent reality of the difference an entire ocean can make. However, she
will be held to her promise to return.
Returning to the wider aspect of Miranda’s career and where
next could it head. The first decade has yielded enormous success, give or take
the odd bump, and this has been done with a loosening of the reins as a signed
artist. Further development in this area will help fuel the legacy. She
definitely seeks influence in the right areas and maybe this could lead to
collaborations, extended duets, more solo writing adventures, legendary tributes
or specific switches across the genre platforms. As a commercial performer, she
has built up a considerable fan base and the test of a true artist is to take them with you rather
than being dictated by them.
At this moment, let’s just rejoice in the present and be
grateful that Miranda Lambert has gravitated to an international platform. She
remains my number one contemporary recording artist and it was a privilege to
be in her presence (with a few thousand others) for a thankful, fabulous hour
and a half. Hopefully in the future she can rise to number one in the live charts,
with her Birmingham debut being a very high new entry. The thought of six
albums being the mere aperitif is an exciting one and maybe the overseas tour
of 2017 will be a pivotal moment.
Are we in a golden age of American protest music? Although
far from year dot, November 2016 re-invigorated the re-set button and will
surely be the catalyst for an eventual deluge of material to remove any doubt
from the opening statement. This assertion grows rapidly with each touring
American artist taking a European stage, an effect that is light years away
from Shepherd’s Bush London 2003. Prior to recent events, including a significant
one just two days previous to this show, Hurray for the Riff Raff had
constructed their own ‘ode to resistance’, based on the many injustices
afflicting minorities, particularly the plight of the Puerto Rican in America. This
powerful album strategically titled THE NAVIGATOR is once again the centrepiece
of an overseas trip for the band, this time mainly focussed on Scandinavia and
a prestigious spot at the Green Man Festival in Wales.
British fans are being spoiled this year, with a vague count
of this visit being number three of four planned in 2017. Only a couple of
small shows have been scheduled within the shadow of the festival, but one of
these was at The Cookie in Leicester. This was the band’s first visit to the
English Midlands since last summer and one now with the new album completely
bedded in. If any doubts lingered about the record being one of the hottest and
most powerful releases of the year, then spending just over an hour in the
company of Alynda Segarra and her four band members unequivocally removed them.
Empowered by her music and forever feisty, Alynda is a
totally absorbing character on stage. Pouring everything into each song is a
given, especially those when she ditches the guitar and throws enigmatic
vocally inspired body movements into the mix. The first of these was three
songs into the set when the performance was ignited by an exhilarated version
of ‘Hungry Ghost’ from the new album.
Almost an hour later, the main body of the set was concluded with the
passionate anthem ‘Pa'lante’. The
appetite for a live experience of listening to this song was whetted by the
band’s South by South West performance being expertly recorded for digital
share. However, this did not come close to the shivers generated from the alternative
existence of standing literally two paces from it being belted out.
You should be getting the drift that this was a somewhat intimate
gig in a venue doing its best to replicate a New Orleans summers day, in the
midst of a typically British one. The cramped confines of this city centre
cellar venue, plus the stage at the same level as the standing audience can go
one of two ways. Engineering a good position was useful especially if your
design was to get the most out of this show. With that intact, the band played
their part via a scintillating performance right from the opening bars of ‘Life to Save’ to a rousing finale rendition
of ‘Dancing in the Dark’ to send
folks home singing and happy.
Alynda greeted the concluding number with an assertion of
this being the only Boss she pays attention to. The other spoken contributions
reflected the serious and impassioned approach that she takes to using her music
as a voice for resistance. Opening the spoken part of the show with ‘we are Hurray for the Riff
Raff, we are Americans and we come in peace’ sets the tone for a band that
quite simply play modern day folk songs in a rock ‘n’ roll style.
As previously indicated, THE NAVIGATOR supplied the bulk of
the song material. ‘Living in the City’
and ‘Rican Beach’ reciprocated their
prominent album positions with similarly live epics, while ’Fourteen Floors’ was elevated (excuse the pun) by Alynda switching to the
keys to deliver this song in a stripped back format. Outside the new album, ‘Lake of Fire’, ‘The Body Electric’ and ‘Good
Time Blues’ featured, although specified tracks on the printed set list ‘Blue Ridge Mountain’ and ‘St. Roch Blues’ were either replaced or
omitted. The latter was planned to join the Springsteen cover in the encore,
but for some reason this part of the show was frustratingly curtailed.
However, this was just a mere mark on a performance that
bristled with emotion, musical chemistry, and a lead protagonist emerging as a
spokesperson for resistance through song. Hurray for the Riff Raff is riding a
wave of sincere artistic credibility and taking an ever expanding band of
admirers with them. The quirky environment of The Cookie in Leicester probably
made more of an imprint on the audience than affecting what Hurray for the Riff
Raff do on stage. Essentially, Alynda Segarra gave an absolute dominant
performance and the musical world of many folks was enriched.
It was as if time had stood still, five years gone in the
blink of an eye. Technically, it was longer as the 2012 tour saw Rachel
Harrington in a very different guise when fronting her honky tonk band The
Knockouts. This was more akin to the days where she toured often in a duo
format, and it was these frequent tours, which effectively took their toll
leading to an eventual lengthy hiatus. Now refreshed, and the guitar handled on
a daily basis rather than locked away, Rachel has made tentative yet
significant steps to returning to the fold. While bold on the surface, a decent
run of dates thousands of miles from your home on the North West Pacific coast
saw a reunion with many familiar faces that have supported her career with
great dedication over the years.
Although not a stranger to playing venues in the West
Midlands, remarkably this was Rachel’s first show at the Kitchen Garden in
Birmingham, a setting perfectly suited for her mode of acoustic delivery. A
dedicated bunch of folks gathered to witness her return to the area and it was
a delightful experience to confirm that none of the craft, sincerity and
confidence was missing. Maybe the ultimate step of re-convening the knack of
penning original material has yet to be reached, but Rachel skilfully utilised a
range of locker attributes to present a highly enjoyable evening of who she is
from a musical perspective.
This is primarily the architect of three impressive solo
album releases between 2007 and 2011, leaving a catalogue of songs that sounded
fresh nearly a decade on. Rachel decided to make the first set almost entirely
full of material from these records, including self-penned efforts such as ‘Goodbye Amsterdam’, ‘He Started Building My Mansion in Heaven’,
‘You’ll Do’ and ‘Shoeless Joe’. It was literally moments after stepping into the
performance area before Rachel hit her stride, both pristinely delivering the
songs, and providing warm, insightful and charming inter-song chat. Some stories
were throwback, but the overall feel of the first half was that the show
emerged as endearing to newbies as those who have been literally yards in front
of Rachel performing for close on a decade. Perhaps the pick of these songs on
the evening was ‘Spokane’ from the
CELILO FALLS album.
The second half saw Rachel share a host of her favourite
songs from other writers. This was probably a safe option in light of no new
material and entirely reasonable when you think of the risk an artist is taking
when making such a long trip in somewhat unusual circumstances. While the songs
were fairly standard offerings – ‘Unknown
Legend’, ‘If I Needed You’, ‘Dublin Blues’ and ‘It Wasn't God Who Made Honky Tonk Angels’ for starters – Rachel does have the
knack of knocking out a good cover, with the added bonus of explaining the
choice entertainingly well. This led to the audience learning of close
encounters with Guy Clark, confusing Young with Springsteen and getting an
early feel for classic country music. Alternately, Rachel has not steered away
from slotting the odd cover song in her records with ‘Ode to Billy Joe’, both making the CITY OF REFUGE album and
tonight’s set list.
If the evening began with an air of Rachel Harrington
familiarity, it certainly ended on one as well. Old time gospel favourite ‘I Don’t Want to Get Adjusted to This World’
has concluded many a Rachel Harrington show in the past, so why not a debut performance
at Birmingham’s Kitchen Garden in 2017. This crowned a fabulous show that
rolled back the years in an unassuming and assured way. Where/What next, for
Rachel Harrington – the performing/recording artist - is probably best left for
another day. The present is all about a renewal and a successful one at that.
Two eye-catching titles are a good start before any content of a record is revealed. Ruarri Joseph may be proud to disturb the peace, but those
submerging themselves into the deep canyon of William the Conqueror’s debut
album will not be too perturbed to have theirs disturbed. PROUD DISTURBER OF
THE PEACE is the opening shot of a former signed folk-singer turned full on
band unit and it unravels as a high impact release. It is quite easy to be
caught up in industry mutterings especially when the product is still mainly
kept under wraps. However, there is no denying that William the Conqueror have
firmly delivered with this neatly packaged fully fledged record.
The back-story of bandleader Ruarri Joseph has been widely
documented and in essence, it reveals an artist forever searching that moment
of satisfied integrity. Where the William the Conqueror project leads him only
time will tell, but there is a deep rooted appeal in a collection of tunes fluctuating
between folk rock and its grittier indie cousin. Associations of Americana have
been banded around, yet there is so much classic British distinction to the
sound. This is from an artist who spent his formative years in both Scotland
and New Zealand before eventually finding a secure base in Cornwall. The track ‘Manawatu’ offers a down under experience
and eventually closes an album that tantalises those trying to nail the overall
feel to the sound.
This follows a three pronged beginning where the rhythmic
guitar beats of ‘In My Dreams’ and ‘Tend to the Thorns’, partially in Wedding
Present mode, in addition to the profound chorus on ‘Did You Wrong’ take hold. Any notion of this railroading onto being a
complete hardened rock album evaporates at this point as a more temperate mood
takes hold. The intrinsically messaged ‘Pedestals’
and slow bluesy tones to ‘The Many Faces
of a Good Truth’ make a stern stab at being the record’s highlights from a
personal perspective. These are closely followed by a narrative piece in the
latter stages titled ‘Cold Ontario’
complete with an ear catching fuzzy call and response segment.
The title track also appears in the second half (side two to
those who will inevitably savour the vinyl), which, while changing the pace, is
not quite the rouser that the word ‘disturber’ suggests. What does ignite the
record is its perfectly measured pace, exemplified by the harmonica infused
folk number ‘Sunny is the Style’ and
the grooving piece ‘Mind Keeps Changing’.
Although eventual impact is high, there is a slow burning
element to the record. Ultimately, the tracks achieve the required objective of
getting under your skin, even to the extent of possessing anthem potential. Indeed,
there are so many facets of the ten tracks to discover, that any review can
only be a mere introduction. Whether you view this album as Americana or one of
several stages of clear cut rock, the important thing is that it is one of the
year’s most intriguing and relevant releases.
PROUD DISTURBER OF THE PEACE gets its release via Loose
Music on the day that this review is published and William the Conqueror
significantly move from being an industry murmur to one of significant
recording artist. This album will be judged by a few and enjoyed by many.
Falling into either camp is fine.