David Gilmour
Luck and Strange

The Pink Floyd brand has now gone down in history, and we have to settle for Gilmour's solo albums, which in the past, in my opinion, hadn't been particularly brilliant. This Luck and Strange is pleasant to listen to, it's very well recorded but it doesn't make me jump out of my seat, and the title track is one of the last recordings from 2007 when Wright was still by his side, who passed away not long after. Produced by Charlie Andrew (Madness, Marika Hackman), who seems to have positively impressed Gilmour by never being intimidated, even managing to introduce collaborators imposed by himself. The result is that we find our musician in territories that differ greatly from his beloved sonic amalgamations; there are dreamy, almost fairytale moments and darker ones that should make us reflect on the lyrics by his wife Polly Samson. Gilmour's voice still holds up well despite being nearly eighty. A round of applause for a good, honest album that has a nostalgic flavor but probably won't go down in history.