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Excuse me, do you have talent for sale? No, try a bit later. Excuse meeeee?
From the very first notes of this sort of Americana, we are overwhelmed by the extraordinary qualities of these two guys based in Brighton, Gordon Graham originally from Edinburgh with a formative background and practice of the trade in New York’s East Village for about ten years, before repatriating and debuting together with Ben Townsend, multi-instrumentalist and producer of Lucky Jim (and here I dare to suppose) taken from the title of Kingsley Amis's famous 1954 committed comedy novel.
The content consists of 10 well-made tracks, clearly derived from the Dylan/Neil Young school, but quite a bit (in my humble opinion) of Elvis, especially in interpretation, audacity, and a tendency towards the crooner, also do honor to artists once local to Graham, like delAmitri and quite a bit to Edwin Collins. They engage in slow ballads of substantial caliber in almost elliptical movements, on the edge of hypnosis, like those that make you rip off the wallpaper and a forest appears. This way of composing is their strength but also a seriously vulnerable aspect of theirs. From the title, it seems natural to wonder which modern woman (even one coming from Benetutti) would be fooled by a statement like: "all our troubles will cease to exist tonight". And then there is the danger that prolonged listening to this album might create a potential Cohen-like syndrome with symptoms such as, morbid obsession over the suffering caused by your girlfriend/boyfriend and thereby neglecting (some would dare say, conveniently) to clean the bathroom for months.
Contained within the content, in other words, the claustrophobia felt in the themes of these songs, the impossibility of sustaining a feeling, giving it a purpose, a distinctive identity slips away from us, and this is conveyed for entertainment purposes, amusing us, teasing us. These themes, as heavy as boulders to be taken lightly, leave us bewildered with doubts of the type, unmanageable impulses of attraction and due respect for a notable Lesbia.
Then it will be too late, wrapped in Hispano-troubadourian plots, it will no longer make any sense to ask who came first, the woman or the guitar.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
02 You're Lovely To Me (05:14)
You're lovely to me yes you are
We've traveled together
We've traveled so far
Your tongue it is wise
And there's love in your eyes deep and blue
You're lovely to me yes you are
And venus ascending is surely your star
I've seen how you shine
But I can't make you mine it is true
You're a midsummer mountain in bloom
Heather and linden, the fruit of your womb
There's honey and sap in the couch of your lap
Lady day
There's nothing you would not provide
When all is despair you are there at my side
It is you that is near it is you that gives ear
when I pray
You're lovely to me yes you are
You've been out on the road with a craving for tar
You know what you need yes you're canny in deed
And in name
You're lovely to me yes you are
And I'll see you tonight in a local bar
We'll be wed before dawn and by morning
We're one and the same
The old ones they knew you my love
They set you to reason and sullied a dove
But how could they try you or demystify you with words
You're a city that's pulling me still
You keep me from sleeping and strengthen my will
The gates they are strong but they open for song I
have heard
You're lovely to me yes you are
You're the beautiful one that time cannot mar
Your lost in the eyes of my love as she cries all for
joy
You're lovely to me yes you are
You're the elusive chord on my old guitar
You're hidden 'neath veils that our love making fails
to destroy
There's all I desire in your voice
I fear I am bold but you leave me no choice
You know that to ask me to turn from my task would be
vain
You're a rose that for no man will yield
You have many names and all of them sealed
Your empire is vast from the first to the last you
remain
You're lovely to me yes you are
It's war all the time but you bare no scar
You glitter like sand as it runs through my hands to
the sea
You're lovely to me yes you are
You're my drunken companion it's right that you are
Your love takes me higher your love is the fire in me
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