Monday, January 8, 2018

American Pleasure Club - i blew on a dandelion and the whole world disappeared - 2017


DT BR Upon hearing the rippling nylon-string cascades that open this album, coloured by the traditions of romantic and blues music, I am dismayed to conclude that not only is Sam Ray a versatile and eclectic composer and producer across a range of electronics-adjacent genres, he is also a strong songwriter and gun guitarist. It doesn't seem right for so much talent to intersect in a single being. I try to console myself with the fact that his singing isn't as effortlessly confident as other areas, but have to admit that his untrained vocal performance has an immediacy that, rather than detract from it, throws the beauty of the melodies into even sharper relief. Bitterly I console myself by listening to this beautiful record a second time through, and imagining that Sam Ray is a terrible dancer.

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