Le Tralala Club, France
Some people must have been irritated at my calling 2007 a bad
year musically, and had a go at me for breaking good blog etiquette
with my grumpiness, but I can, however, affirm that the beginning
of 2008 is really getting me going, for between the start of January
and mid-February no fewer than about six good albums have been
released and it augurs well.
Today I want to talk about the fourth album from
Songdog, a British trio.
This album is a joy from start to finish, a real
revelation, Lyndon Morgans's voice is reminiscent of Kurt Wagner
(Lambchop), Windmill or Mercury Rev, or, to give you a better
idea, it combines the quiet
calm of the former with the slightly forced vibrato of the latter
two. Musically you feel you could sometimes be listening to a
not-so-melancholy Lambchop, other times a not-so-annoying Bright
Eyes or the Bathers in folkie mode ....or any other possible combination
of these groups and these adjectives. The wealth of instruments
used gives a wide variety of different colours to the tracks (guitars,
keyboards, piano, harmonica, banjo, mandolin, violin, cello, accordion,
musical saw, tablas, percussion).
The melodies are terribly beautiful but without
any sense of trying to ingratiate themselves upon the listener.
Me, I can't help returning to this record over and
over, the next step will be to acquaint myself with its three
If this doesn't feature among the ten best records
of 2008 then the year will have turned out to be of a very rare