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Al Swainger's Pointless Beauty - Impure Imagination, album review

Perfect Imperfection

A beautiful piano piece This Paper House played by George Cooper begins the album and sets a serene, lyrical tone. This is taken up in next track The Wheel with a gorgeous echoing and ambient flugelhorn from Gary Alesbrook that leads into composer, arranger and producer Al Swainger dancing with his bass in the musical ether, synths orchestrating further peace and calm.

Atmospherics, musically speaking, and like the weather this can change suddenly, so that wheel then turns into a fine fusion of percussion, piano chords, guitar riffs, Rhodes, and flugelhorn runs.

 

As a listener, I am already blissfully subdued but also pumped for more. Yin yang - and the varying tones, moods, styles of this collection are a transportation to pure pleasure.

 

Third track Seedling is a further emblematic stager, the swathe of sound growing into its statement of how creation and performance blossom in a musical symbiosis with Mike Outram’s guitar branching out in the crescendo.

 

Pacing the Web, with a joint composition credit to drummer Jon Clark, has a whimsical capering start – accentuated by muted trumpet bursts – and this is a playful addition to the moods varying throughout. Clark and Outram engage together in some pacey three-legged racing.

 

‘Pointless Beauty’ and ‘Impure Imagination’ as titles signal the yin yang I have already mentioned, but also paradox and oxymoron, the former of these two alienations more easily attributable to a fact of a sensitive life lived. I mention this as the inner cd cover has a typically thoughtful rumination from Swainger on life and art/art and life where, for example, he contemplates how ‘Our lives are very often shaped by seeming chaos. Sometimes that means grief, loss and instability. Sometimes it brings joy, insight and liberation’. He continues to mention ‘fragility’ and ‘imperfection’ and I reference this as it points to the candour and openness of the person – this articulated and shared in his Pointless Beauty newsletter as well as postings across a spectrum of observations on Facebook – and though we don’t need to know this to hear and sense the intellectual/spiritual/artistic exploration in and of the music, it adds a layer of engagement for us to further enrich the listening experience.

 

To link this back to the music specifically, two tracks We’re Only Haunted and Out of Time have a beauty and serenity/liveliness (more paradox!) that is full of meaningfulness which I will suggest – and using Al’s own words – ‘help us feel oriented’ to an artistic purpose and, with this collection of fine music and performers, sonic reality of that talented exploration.

 

There is so much more wonderful music in the five tracks following the ‘intermission’ of Out of  Time I could dissect and regale, but that would be superfluous. I highly recommend that you experience this for yourself. For more details and to get, go here

 

My review of the 2022 Pointless Beauty album Hearts Full of Grace can be read here.

 

 

 

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Josh Martin - Western Mind, album review

Colorado Soundscape

This is native Josh Martin's homestate soundscape working beautifully across his instrumentation of acoustic & electric guitars, upright piano, electronics, tape manipulation - as well as time&space. It is an ambient landscape where the acoustic and electric patterns work in varying tones, but always calming and comforting. Every track is suggestive of a poetic bond with the place/s evoked - my favourite so far is Hwy 24 where a repeating (doppler?) effect is the pulsive soundtrack of white lanes passing along the aural highway. Ozone Light is a gorgeous tremolo blues sustained across a delightful 10 minutes.

You can read more and get here. 

 

 

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Bywater Call - Broken Souvenirs, album review

Start to Finish

Every track, every vocal by Megan Parnell, every guitar riff/strum/pluck by guitarist and longtime performing partner Dave Barnes, every band stomp and finesse, every choric/light orchestral addition - this is a superb bluesy, soulful and rootsy Toronto gem of an album. 

Parnell's rock singing has all of the rough&smooth/smooth&rough innate qualities you can get from a consummate vocal.

 

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Jack White - Frozen Charlotte, TextArt album review

 A wonderfully riff rife collection: keeping it past & present

 (click to enlarge TextArt pieces)

 

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Lambchop - Punching the Clown, album review

No Shit!

I vaguely remember Lambchop’s first album Nixon in 2014 – I mean ‘vaguely’ in terms of recalling the songs as I haven’t listened again for such a long time, but I do know I liked and followed since then, though again these subsequent ones get lost in the swarm of other music listened to in that time.

 

Like most, I’m sure, I’ve never forgotten the distinctive voice/singing of Kurt Wagner with its droll, witty, plaintive, poetic narratives. This latest album is dominated by that signature sound, but is dressed in the most beautiful choral accompaniment by the London Choir and the Eau Claire Vocal Sextet.

 

Mainly simply strummed guitar and banjo, the latter played by Justin Vernon, this combination sets much of the melodious as with opener Just West of Nicolette and third Weakened, both sweet. In these the choric element is hypnotic – certainly gorgeous – and in Weakened like a wind swirling (with some electronics in this track too).

 

I’m only on my second listen so hearing and learning more about its structured beauty as well as storytelling. Here are the plaintive lyrics from Weakened:

 

Then he fell sick…

Things had gotten peculiar

The grainy underwater

Singing sounds in his head

 

He lay on his cot

Watched the barren cracks

Formed in the ceiling

Old rags of late

Were no comfort

 

Oh,

The weaker souls

The weaker souls

The weaker souls

I’m a-ready

 

Then he fell sick…

Looked like a Buddha in a blanket

His eyes lifted to the window

Like he was waking from a dream

 

The sighs that were heard

Of a long fevered world

How does it feel

I don’t feel

 

Oh,

The weaker souls

The weaker souls

The weaker souls

They will go

 

Oh,

The weaker souls

I believe it

The weaker souls

The weaker souls

 

‘No Shit’ is a rapper’s brisk interjection in the opening track. For more details and to get, go here

 

PS In the song No Chicago, which is essentially a list of city names, the lyrics (or full lyrics) are not yet available online. On one site, obvious names are given, but '???' is written for those which haven't been worked out yet. One of these queries is for Karlsruhe, which I picked out immediately with great joy because I lived there for two years as a kid!
 

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