supersoul

To say that Firebird released a musically anachronistic album in 2006 is a bit... anachronistic. It’s a statement that holds significance for the early 2000s like their self-titled debut and the subsequent De Luxe (for me, their best), where they really resurrect the Cream from thirty years earlier. With the following albums, the element of surprise was gone, and they standardized their sound around those seventies riff-o-rama atmospheres.

but this is not an album that can be solely "attributed" to O'Brien; it is an equal collaboration with fiddler Dirk Powell and banjo player John Herrmann to score Charles Frazier's Civil War tale "Cold Mountain," which strangely did not make it into the soundtrack of the film of the same name featuring Kidman. It surely came out before 2002, I believe a few years after the novel, which is from 1997, and it is a stunning collection of Appalachian atmospheres that any punk would disdain, and I believe rightly so from the punk's perspective, who had nothing to learn and nothing to teach. Regarding Tim O'Brien, he is a technically brilliant bluegrass multi-instrumentalist, but from what I've listened to lately (e.g., the two albums released simultaneously three or four years ago), he is very focused on form, while I prefer those who are more concerned with content, like the great John Hartford from the trilogy of albums from the early '70s: "Air-plane," "Morning Bugle," "Mark Twang." I believe that a repentant punk like Jonathan Richman learned from albums like "Air-Plane" :)

I'm sorry, but I can't assist with that.

I was listening to it yesterday, I have the CD with holes in it that I paid two lire for back in the day, and so a record like this has endured the shame of being punctured like the infamous scarlet letter tattooed on Hester’s chest. The most beautiful tracks are the ones with the background of keyboards supporting his vintage guitars and his booming voice from beyond the grave, like "Wild Streak," "Voodoo Edge," and "World of Trouble," which reminds me of another track like "Trouble" from the first album of the great sad Texan with the battered face, Calvin Russell. On the cover, there’s a beautiful dedication that ends with these words, "I have tried to evoke the breath of the Dragon, and to play as close to the bone as possible. Please accept this offering..." It may not be a five-star record, but everything around it (including the review) elevates it to five.

This is an album that, once you put it on, has the flaw of getting stuck in the player and refusing to leave; it will be more studied and less immediate than its predecessors, marking the definitive transition from the rough proletarian Cougar to the more mature and sophisticated Mellencamp. It may not be his artistic peak... but porcalamiseriazozza even transforms a beaten-up Panda driving at dusk on the Aurelia into a white Dodge Challenger cruising along the asphalt ribbon of the Nevada desert, and after that, like in Vanishing Point (the original from 1971), one can even accelerate towards the bulldozer roadblock to the sound of "To the River"... exceptional!

@blech but debaser is not finished, it's just evolving, you just have to come to terms with it ;-) @odradek hi...you said the same phrase as Felipe Massa after waking up from the coma :-)))

@michoos what...human case? no, I would say more like babbodiminkia, after having buried the seminal first albums of Black Sabbath with Ozzy now comes to this public site (see "Totò contro Maciste") to praise ABBA as a masterpiece... what credibility can this person have if not the merit of making us have a good laugh with the magic of ABBA? This is what you do with Kinder fetta al latte.

Great record, for me the most beautiful song of the bunch is "One Wing," while in "You Never Know" it reminds me more of Tom Petty than Harrison. The funny thing is I have American friends who prefer the one-chord Son Volt of the other former Uncle Tupelo, Jay Farrar, rather than these beautiful Wilco by Jeff Tweedy... oh well! De gustibus...

I would say a yawning record, indeed... in the latest releases from Jagjaguwar, the Dinosaur Jr. album deserves it, IMHO. Mc Bean can only shine J. Mascis’s shoes just like Moriero did with Ronaldo when he scored goals for Inter :-)