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THE REVIEW

Ed Harcourt has been compared to many artists in the reviews of his first album "Here Be Monsters": from Tom Waits to the Beatles.
Well, really?!?
Maybe they have exaggerated... If we were to play the same game of comparisons for "From Every Sphere," one might start by saying it's not Badly Drawn Boy, even though the melody of "Bittersweetheart"... is not Tom Yorke, even though his way of singing "Fireflies Take Flight"... is not Robert Smith, even though the decadent lyrics of "Bleed a River Deep"... is not Chris Martin, even though the piano opening of "From Every Sphere"...

And surely, a more attentive ear won't miss other references. But I stopped looking for them on the second listen. After all: who cares!!!
He's only 23 years old and has great talent, he's not afraid to mix musical genres: in the same album you can find electronic, jazz, grunge, soul and... incredible but it works perfectly!!! He's already composed over 300 songs waiting to be recorded, plays almost all the instruments present on the album, was part of a punk group, collaborated with Dave Fridmann and Gil Norton, and apparently, he's excellent live.

However, I must admit that before buying it I had some doubts. But Ed's voice singing in my ears "I'm aware that I'm speaking but the words come out wrong, so I'll put it across in a simple song... Never have I been part of any scene. Just remember this: it's just you and me...." (Jetsetter) overcame any resistance.
And again "If I could only see it straight I wouldn't be lonely these days, I'd drag my body out of this place...." (Bittersweetheart) Sigh... how romantic... mmhhh... too much?? Of course not!!! Beautiful Beautiful Beautiful!!!

By now it accompanies me everywhere... "From Every Sphere" is a rich pop album with a streak of masochism and melancholy in the lyrics (like only true romantics...) just what I needed to stretch these last days of winter lethargy...

"Let the sun break through the cracks within my room, the grey sky fades to blue, it will wash away this gloom... the birds will sing for us but we all die in the end, the birds will sing for us but we all die in the end, the birds will sing for us, the birds will sing for us, the birds will sing for us but we all die in the end [...] And that's a metaphor for the feelings that I store... I confess I love you so..." (Metaphorically Yours)

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Ed Harcourt's 'From Every Sphere' showcases his impressive songwriting and ability to mix genres such as electronic, jazz, grunge, and soul. At just 23, his rich pop album stands out through melancholic and romantic lyrics, supported by his multi-instrumental talents. Although comparisons to other artists abound, Harcourt's unique voice and depth make this debut a compelling listen. The album perfectly captures the mood of melancholic romance, making it an excellent companion for reflective moments.

Tracklist Lyrics Videos

01   Bittersweetheart (04:31)

02   All of Your Days Will Be Blessed (03:42)

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03   Ghost Writer (04:18)

04   The Birds Will Sing for Us (04:26)

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05   Sister Reneé (04:44)

06   Undertaker Strut (03:41)

07   Bleed a River Deep (04:48)

08   Jetsetter (03:56)

09   Watching the Sun Come Up (05:47)

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10   Fireflies Take Flight (04:35)

11   Metaphorically Yours (04:49)

12   From Every Sphere (07:38)

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13   The Hammer and the Nail (07:47)

Ed Harcourt

Ed Harcourt is a British singer-songwriter and multi-instrumentalist known for piano-led indie and alternative rock. He debuted with the Maplewood EP (2000) and the album Here Be Monsters (2001), followed by From Every Sphere (2003) and a steady string of acclaimed releases.
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By zaireeka

 I adore this "From Every Sphere," his second LP, because these songs have that refreshing taste of the classic, of returning home to your parents, especially when they are no longer there.

 Songs "waiting for the rain," to wash everything else away, so that sometimes all that remains is a slow waltz, the sound of the piano, a voice, a trumpet, a light tinkling.