On August 26th, Frank Black released two CDs simultaneously, âDevilâs Workshopâ and âBlack Letter Daysâ. I found them here on Friday the 23rd. They were released by a truly small indie label, Cooking Vinyl, and it feels like end-of-season sales. I read that âDevilâs...â is more rock and âBlack Letter...â is more country. I didnât really like Frank's last CD, that âDog in the Sandâ of which I couldnât name a single title, even though itâs regularly buried in the pile of CDs to my right. This time I wonât buy anything, Iâm sorry. However, I want to give it a listen in the store. Theoretically, I should like âDevilâs Workshopâ more. Red cover. Skip. Skip. No need to buy it, this standard Frank Black; just pick âDog in the Sandâ and âPistoleroâ from the pile and you get the same effect: good rock. Better than many things, but nothing to rave about. I skeptically listen to âBlack Letter Daysâ, thinking about the shopping to do. It starts with the cover of Tom Waits' âBlack Riderâ, which I already heard Frank do live, on the last tour. What is it? A musical record??? I listen briefly. Skip. Skip. I take it home. A great album, among the best of Frank Black And The Catholics. Itâs more acoustic, with country references, beautiful slide guitars, beautiful acoustic guitars, but above all GREAT SONGS. The second after âBlack Riderâ, âCalifornia Boundâ: âno, I will never hate you, I just wanna show you the one truthâ. Then the wonderful âChip Away Boyâ with a fantastic slide guitar âI used to have some fun, me and everyone, now Iâm just employed, I am a chip away boyâŚâ. Tell me about it. Then âBlack Letter Daysâ, the days marked in black on the calendar, the workdays, where it speeds up the rhythm and gets angry: âevery day I work, every dayâs the same, and every day gets worseâ. Trade union claims? I donât know. There are also songs of lost love and many other things, travel songs (âHow You Went So Farâ), even folk. Sometimes it recalls the slow Pixies. A beautiful album I didn't expect, slow, with slide guitars, beautiful songs, 18 real songs. A big surprise, I thought Frank Black had nothing left to say. But instead, no. And a dreadful doubt comes to mind. Isnât it that âDevilâs Workshopâ upon careful listening might be equally beautiful??? PS âBlack Letter Dayâ has been in my CD player for two days, which means it's a great album. And tomorrow is Monday. Just another long black letter day.