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Alison Moyet - The
Turn
Alison Moyet may not
have released any original music in five
years (and it was eight years before that),
but she's certainly been busy. In 2004,
Voice showcased her talents (yes, her voice)
with a bunch of covers, while since then
she's starred on stage in the smash hit
musical Chicago and in Smaller, alongside
Dawn French. The latter experience in particularly
seems to have had a major impact on her,
and The Turn has a very theatrical bent
to it, from the title down to tracks like
The Man In The Wings and the last three
songs, World Without End, Home and Smaller,
all of which were written and performed
in that play. But of course, having sold
more than 20 million albums already in her
career, Moyet doesn't need too much inspiration
from the theatre to be successful, and The
Turn sees her in fine form. Obviously the
first thing that hits you about the album
is her voice, and opener One More Time is
a stunning tune with influences from Bowie
to Jarvis to Richard Hawley and her Dusty
Springfield-esque bluesy vocals that simply
soar. It's a majestic start to the album
and a perfect choice for a single. While
she may have Dusty's pipes, Moyet is very
clearly her own woman, and The Turn is certainly
no Dusty In Springfield, for better and
for worse. After all, she was in Yazoo,
people. So for every torch song like The
Man In The Wings (which sounds like a less
cheesy version of something Barbra Streisand
might sing) there's a track like It's Not
The Thing Henry, which may or may not be
an ode to Thierry Henry, but is certainly
a world away from anything Barbra would
do, with its jaunty rhythm and edgy percussive
rock 'n' roll feel. This kind of variety
certainly stops the album from getting stale,
but it also makes it slightly less impressive
and timeless as a package. Moyet obviously
has a great voice and is a good songwriter
(along with Peter Glenister), and there
are some stunning songs, like The Sharpest
Corner, but The Turn is held back from greatness
by its patchiness and her desire to try
and do too much. Every great artist needs
to know how best to use their gift and Moyet
doesn't quite seem certain.
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LeAnn Rimes - Family
Against my better judgement, I've always found the happy ending (oh, come on, I'm hardly spoiling Citizen Kane for you am I?) of Con Air quite moving, in a cheesy way, and a lot of it has to do with the use of LeAnn Rimes' How Do I Live? in the soundtrack. But then I learned that it wasn't actually her at all, but Trisha Yearwood, while Ms Rimes went on to star in horrific chick flick Coyote Ugly and have a mainstream pop smash with the wretched Can't Fight The Moonlight. Of course, she had also done a poppier version of How Do I Live?, which is why I got confused, but then again it is very easy to get mixed up by LeAnn Rimes. Having emerged on the country music scene as a youngster (seriously, check out the covers of her first couple of independently-released albums on Wikipedia, they're HIDEOUS) and broken through as a sixteen-year-old, she veered towards the pop mainstream after Coyote Ugly, with albums like I Need You and Twisted Angel a world away from her twangy roots. However, the latter of those was slated in the press and didn't achieve the kind of sales that had been expected, so in 2005, she rediscovered her cowboy hat (figuratively speaking) and got back to a pop-country sound with This Woman, which was her best album for some time as well as a commercial success, at least at home in the States. Last year, she really muddied the waters of her cultural identity by releasing another pop alubm called Whatever We Wanna, but only in Europe, presumably because country isn't so popular on the continent and she isn't entirely ready to cut her losses there. A year later and she's back with another 'real' album that is being released everywhere, and Family is definitely a follow-up to This Woman and is very good. It's hardly Lucinda Williams, but the country elements are well-used in what could also be seen as a good adult pop record as well as her first album of entirely original material, all co-written by her. From the twangy title track through some slick ballads (though not too many of them) and the spunky duet with Marc Broussard to the bonus track with Bon Jovi (from their last album), Family is an album that does what it does very well and shows that while Rimes may have flitted between styles throughout her career so far (she's still only 25), she is potentially growing into a very good songwriter as well as a singer, and if she can avoid the temptation to keep trying to be Britney (let's face it, the temptation can't be that strong nowadays), she'll do just fine.
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David Ford
- Songs For The Road
It's always
a bit of a mystery how one artist
can become massively famous
while another languishes in
obscurity. Damien Rice recently
headlined a gig at the MEN Arena,
and while he's a massive talent,
his mainstream success is a
bit strange, because he's hardly
the kind of artist who you would
expect to appeal to millions
of people. And if he can do
it, why can't David Ford? Ford's
songs are, if anything, more
straightforward and accessible
than Rice's folky tunes, and
they are certainly no less impressive
for that. But Songs For The
Road will come out, get great
reviews and will sell a respectable
number of albums, but will it
achieve the kind of success
that Rice or David Gray have
managed? Nope, though at least
he knows there is still hope,
as it took Gray a very long
time to breakthrough to the
mainstream. It's not like Ford
isn't used to being criminally
ignored either, having been
in the underrated Easyworld
at the start of the decade,
an indie rock group who put
out two albums, not that anyone
noticed. His solo career started
in 2005 with I Sincerely Apologise
For All The Trouble I've Caused,
an album that was again mostly
ignored, but critically-acclaimed,
not least by this site, which
put it in our Top 20 Albums
of 2005 list, and pretty high
up too. Stripping back the rock
sound of Easyworld for a sparse
acoustic feel, it was powerful
and stirring stuff, not least
the awesome State Of The Union,
his debut single. Songs For
The Road doesn't change the
blueprint too much, right down
to the fact that there are only
nine tracks on it again (we're
not entirely sure why), but
the production is slightly more
'warm', taking him a bit closer
to the sound of someone like
Duke Special (who supported
him on tour last year), and
while he's still outspoken on
tracks like I'm Alright Now,
the title alone indicates that
he's not quite as angry. Maybe
he took his own advice from
his first album's track Cheer
Up You Miserable Fuck... The
good news is that while Songs
For The Road isn't as fiery
or sparse, it's still an excellent
album with no weak tracks and
really should be the one that
gets him the success he deserves.
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Matchbox Twenty
- Exile On Mainstream
Here's a confusing
album. Matchbox Twenty first broke
onto the scene ten years ago, but
after three albums, they've been pretty
much dormant for the last five years,
with singer Rob Thomas having success
as a solo artist in that time. So,
now they've back with a new album.
Or is it a greatest hits album? Well,
it's a bit of both, almost like they
couldn't quite be bothered doing a
full new album, but didn't think that
anyone would buy a 'best of' from
a band who have only released three
proper albums anyway. So there are
six new songs, followed by 11 old
ones, making for a record that is
neither one thing nor the other. In
some ways, it's genius, because anyone
who gets into the band now will get
the new tracks plus tasters for each
of the other records, enticing them
to go buy them too, but for established
fans, they're getting a mini-album
with a load of extra stuff they've
already got. Of course, that probably
won't bother people over here much,
as Matchbox Twenty are a very American
band, shifting 15 million copies of
their debut album in the States and
around 15 copies over here, with rock
fans turned off by their very mainstream
approach to music, as referenced in
this album's title. But listening
to the 'hits' you can see why Matchbox
have been so successful, because songs
like 3am, Bent and Unwell are all
incredibly good songs and even if
your inner snob feels like you should
sneer at them, they're hardly Nickelback
or Creed. Even more impressive though
is that the new songs don't sound
out of place at all, with each of
them clearly more than just 'tracks
thrown onto a greatest hits to get
the fans to buy it'. New single How
Far We've Come sets the standard,
with Steve Lilywhite's production
and a rather more musically upbeat
sound keeping all six tracks quite
fresh and interesting, even with the
trademark winsome lyrics. Exile On
Mainstream is a curious kind of album
that isn't necessarily perfect for
either new or old fans, but it succeeds
because it's well worth purchasing
anyway.
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Underworld - Oblivion With Bells
Twenty-seven years into their career and eleven years after their commercial high-water mark of Born Slippy .NUXX, Underworld are back with their fifth studio album and they are still trying to recapture the magic of 1993's dubnobasswithmyheadman. Oblivion With Bells is their follow-up to the underwhelming A Hundred Days Off, and Karl Hyde and Rick Smith find themselves working with very little mainstream interest, so they've used that to shrug off any preconceptions or expectations and made an album that is unabashedly adventurous. They've always enjoyed making audio-soundscapes and this record takes that to a new level, with some very long tracks and some very good tracks, not least the epic single Crocodile. With increased use of live instrumentation as well as their trademark trance beats Oblivion With Bells is well-named and does stand out slightly from the rest of their albums, but like those, it's not without its weaknessess, and as with the others, it tends to be when vocals come into the mix. Hyde's vocals became so ubiquitous with Born Slippy .NUXX and its 'lager, lager, shouting' refrain, but Underworld have always been best when he shuts up, so tracks like the painful Ring Road really drag this down. Sounding like something Mike Skinner might write and then destroy so that no-one could ever hear it, Ring Road is a stream of consciousness ramble about British life that clearly thinks it's saying something important, but there's just nothing special or interesting about it. As a result of this and a few other poor tracks, Oblivion With Bells is still too patchy to be a classic album, and Underworld are still too inconsistent to be a truly great band.
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Jimmy
Eat World - Chase The
Light
Jimmy
Eat World are a band who
shouldn't be so much fun,
because they were part
of the original emocore
scene that pretty much
led to the wave of slightly
pretentious bands with
silly names and sillier
song titles that hit our
shores last year, but
for some reason, we can't
stay angry with them for
long. For one thing, sixth
album Chase This Light
is another excellent pop-rock
release, full of excellent
hooks, anthemic choruses
and shimmering production
overseen by the legendary
Butch Vig. Purists will
always sneer at Jimmy
Eat World for their unashamedly
mainstream take on 'punk',
and Chase This Light certainly
won't change any minds
there, taking as much
inspiration from U2 and
Coldplay's stadium-filling
sounds as from the likes
of Weezer and Green Day
(we're not even comparing
them to 'real' punks here),
and despite the explosion
of guitars at the start
of Big Casino, it's not
even as heavy as breakthrough
album Bleed American (or
Jimmy Eat World, as it
got renamed after 9/11).
If there is a weakness
here it's that it's almost
TOO consistent, with pretty
much every song sounding
like a potential single,
which leaves it lacking
a bit of light and dark
contrast, but the songs
are catchy, the production
is glossy and it's never
dull, so who cares about
labels anyway? Jimmy Eat World aren't going to change the world and Chase The Light is hardly going to revolutionise music, but that doesn't make it any less enjoyable or impressive.
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Zico
Chain - Food
At
first, Zico Chain's influences
are so obvious that they
almost overpower debut
album Food. Sounding like
what you'd get if you
put Nirvana's Nevermind
and Velvet Revolver's
Contraband in a blender
together, Zico Chain certainly
don't do anything new
or unexpected, but that
doesn't matter quite so
much when they do what
they do so very well.
Like Nine Black Alps before
them, they have made a
debut album that is unpretentious
rock 'n' roll that rattles
along at a blistering
pace, and even if Chris
Glithero calls up the
spirits of Kurt Cobain
and Scott Weiland a little
bit too often for his
own good, it's all just
too much fun to really
care about that. From
the opener Pretty Pictures
to the closer Anaemia,
it's prety much unrelenting,
without the occasional
acoustic moment that NBA
had in their debut, but
each song is memorable
in its own way, even if
it may blur into one scuzzy
whole at times. Paul Frost's
buzzsaw guitars cut through
Glithero's melodies with
Ollie Middleton's frenetic
drumming driving everything
along, and while there's
nothing big or clever
about Food, but you won't
hear many better rock
albums this year and it's
a refreshing alternative
to most of what passes
for 'rock' out there at
the moment.
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Dylan Donkin - Food For Thoughtlessness
As
Dylan Donkin's last
musical project
was a band called
Echobrain, who featured
former Metallica
bassist Jason Newsted
along with Kirk
Hammett and Jim
Martin as guest
stars, you might
expect his solo
work to be quite
heavy. As it turns
out, it's quite
the opposite and
Food For Thoughtlessness
contains some of
the most beautiful
and wonderful pop
music of the year.
It's just a shame
that it's only a
mini-album, with
just six songs,
and that he might
be written off as
a Jack Johnson clone
because he comes
from Hawaii and
writes pretty laidback
folky music. In
reality, Donkin
is more like Elliott
Smith, with his
haunting melodies
always ready to
take a twist, but
still sounding gorgeous.
Recent single Make
A Choice is the
perfect example
of Donkin's music,
with some woozy
acoustic guitars,
harmonies and just
delightfully simple
songwriting, and
Food For Thoughtlessness
takes a trip (sometimes
quite literally
a 'trip') through
the back catalogues
of the likes of
Beck, Nirvana (unplugged),
The Beatles, The
Brian Jonestown
Massacre and Syd
Barrett, with the
instrumental Fell
Through The Wall
probably the highlight.
Donkin is clearly
a big talent and
this is a great
mini-album that
has just one problem.
It ends too soon...
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