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Norwegian singer-songwriter Torgeir Waldemar opens with a sound and style embedded in late 1960s cum early 1970s American folk troubadour. Meticulous and solid in all areas “Falling Rain” (Link Wray) may not be a true indication of what’s to follow but in its own right a terrific song! Some would and deservedly so label it as a masterpiece, it is up there alongside the best produced by esteemed 1960s acts Tim Hardin, Phil Ochs, Eric Anderson, Leonard Cohen and arguably the man himself, Bob Dylan. It does after all contain some deftly played harmonica licks. What a mind-blowing interpretation of this all too often over-looked jewel.
“Summer In Toulouse” with an opening Bowie-esque guitar blast is enough to rock your socks off, and the following track “Among The Low” likewise doesn’t take any prisoners. Next up is mellow, finger-picked “Island Bliss”, and with it given a moody ambiance it allows Waldemar time to make all lyrics and each note played, make a beautiful lasting impression.
“Sylvia (Southern People)” takes the listener back into an electric sound, loaded in activity and harmony vocals America’s 1970s west coast sound comes to mind. Not the pretty harmony drenched one but one that’s gritty and gets beneath your finger - nails, and more Neil Young than the majority who became enamoured with the softer Laurel Canyon sound.
“The Bottom Of The Well” is a fearless affair, something Bob Dylan might have written in his prime, pithy and gut-stirring Waldemar digs out a melody suitable to be paired with the gritty impassioned melody. That speaks of how he is going to walk the streets of gold. “Souls On A String” is a bigger production still and with its great power it can’t help but make an impression. It is Waldemar’s latest single, and with the cover sporting WW1 decorated carrier pigeon Cher Ami the serious nature of the record is underlined. Closing track “I See The End” has him revert to the simpler form of as he speaks of his love to another and how he surrenders all. Warmed in seamless harmonies and, gentle coerced guitar it hits plumb centre.
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