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It is a summer night, and while the moon lazily licks the waters of the lake with its reflection, Junior lets his guitar shriek and laid-back gurgles resonate on the beach. While the singer on the precipice gazes at the abyss's stomach hidden by the night’s blankets, the notes intertwine like the fingers of two lovers at the dawn of spring, and the stars sigh trapped in their vault when dawn arrives and the sea finally vomits the sun into the sky. This is precisely the spectacle that Junior Brown observes carefully every single damn day of his life, then transmutes it into music.
A virtuosic guitarist who doesn’t need to pick a hundred notes per second on his guitar to prove his prowess, naturally alienated in a dreamlike atmosphere where anything is possible, Junior has not only perfected a very personal way of playing the guitar, but he has even built a new type all by himself. In 1985, at the beginning of his solo career, he invented and then built the “guit-steel” double-neck guitar, a hybrid between a classic electric guitar and a lap steel guitar.
His voice is warm and velvety, coming from a throat inflamed by liters of whiskey, gulped down in solitude in some dusty saloon, where time has perhaps stopped forever, and stagnant like the cigar smoke that lingers on the ceiling. Here the penumbra reigns supreme, and his smoking solos hover over the heads of the (not very reputable) patrons. Some lazy bass notes stretch in the background, while the juice of the dream permeates his music as if it were chlorophyll in a leaf.
Country? Blues! Bluegrass? Rock? The more, the merrier. All through a temporal dimension that takes you directly back to 1990, the year the album was released. Listen to it.
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