Showing posts with label Civil Wars. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Civil Wars. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 22, 2018

CD Odyssey Disc 1140: The Civil Wars


After an extended weekend filled with a lot of emotional ups and downs, I returned to work and encountered…mostly downs. Ah well. As Bad Santa teaches, they can’t all be winners, kid.

Disc 1140 is… Barton Hollow
Artist: The Civil Wars

Year of Release: 2011

What’s up with the Cover? Joy Williams and John Paul White share an intimate yet awkwardly distant moment. They thought they could make it work, but she’s a wine girl and he likes whiskey.

How I Came To Know It: This album was #66 on Paste Magazine’s Top100 indie folk albums of all time. I gave it a shot, and I liked it.

How It Stacks Up:  Despite Paste Magazine’s opinion, I rank their 2013 self-titled album (reviewed back at Disc 1128) at number one, dropping “Barton Hollow” into second place

Ratings: 3 stars

Maybe it is that I gave this album an extended listen just last weekend, or maybe it is that I recently reviewed their other record, but I wasn’t overwhelmed by “Barton Hollow” the way many music critics before me have been.

This record got a lot of hype back in 2011 when it came out, or at least a lot of hype within the subset of obscure indie folk music. But listening to it, I just kept thinking that that it was good, but nothing special.

All the elements of their eponymous follow up are there. Joy Williams and John Paul White have voices that play prettily off one another, the guitar work is understated and evocative and the songs have melodies that surprise (and sometimes) delight you. I didn’t feel the emotional connection in places, though, and it took away from all that technical virtuosity.

The record starts with “20 Years” which features a catchy bit of finger picking on guitar, and some lovely loose harmonies. The song floats along with a haunting lift and fall, each verse punctuated by that same guitar sequence.

“20 Years” explores lost love and regret, as do a lot of the songs on “Barton Hollow.” I don’t know what eventually came between Williams and White that caused their breakup after only two records, but it is clear that they’ve mastered how to sing songs about melancholy and romantic disconnect, even if they weren’t feeling it yet themselves.

Sometimes it gets so heavy it feels theatrical, and I was often reminded of that musical number in a Disney film or a musical where the hero and heroine are in their own scenes, singing songs about how sad they feel, and how no one will understand them. Lots of hands-to-breast and eyes cast skyward against the injustice of it all, etc.

On “Poison & Wine” it works wonderfully, showing that even when you are emotionally in sync with someone, it doesn’t mean they are good emotions. The song is bitter and sweet exactly as they intended. Later, “Girl With the Red Balloon” and “Falling” explore the same emotional landscapes but feel overwrought and filled with bathos. “Girl with the Red Balloon” sounds like the title of some European art film and the song felt like its musical equivalent, overwrought and overstuffed with forced metaphor.

It is a cautionary tale that a song of lost love is like the surface of a pond. It’s the surface tension of hinting at what’s underneath that makes it work; push too hard and you fall through and break the spell.

They take a brief break from all this tear-jerking reverie on the title track. “Barton Hollow”; a comparatively upbeat track about some heist gone wrong, filled with murder and the dread of the damned. A lot of the music on the album is light and ethereal but Barton Hollow opts for a comparatively crunchy (for folk) guitar strum that sits down with some gusto into all that crime and sin. I could have used a couple more like this to give the record more balance.

Instead, it is followed by an instrumental piece titled “The Violet Hour” which is a compelling bit of piano that reminded me favourably of early Enya, stripped down to its essential elements. Like early Enya, it was a lovely composition but not something I’d put on often unless I was having a hard time getting to sleep on account of eating cheese too late in the evening or something.

Unfortunately, that would be the summary of “Barton Hollow” as a whole. The record has some good moments, and Williams and White are gifted musicians but the record was a bit too mopey, and not in a good way. The strength of songs like “20 Years” and “Poison & Wine” easily secure it a place on my shelves, but it isn’t going to come off for a spin in the disc player as often as the record’s reputation would suggest.

Best tracks: 20 Years, I’ve Got this Friend, Poison & Wine, Barton Hollow

Wednesday, April 18, 2018

CD Odyssey Disc 1128: The Civil Wars


I’ve been re-reading old fantasy novels I’ve owned since I was a kid. Many are terrible, and that’s partly the idea; demystify them makes it easier to get rid of them. Some are surprisingly good, though. I’m on Volume Two of the six-volume Red Sonja series and it is pretty great stuff. Those will be keepers. I apologize to my overloaded library.

Disc 1128 is… The Civil Wars (Self-Titled)
Artist: The Civil Wars

Year of Release: 2013

What’s up with the Cover? Some kind of atmospheric civil war. I’m not sure if this is a cloud of ash from a fire or just one mean storm system, but it looks all kinds of awesome.

How I Came To Know It: I had first discovered their 2011 album “Barton Hollow” and was digging through their discography. Turns out it was just two albums, but I liked them both.

How It Stacks Up:  I have two Civil Wars albums, which is all there are ever going to be. Of those two I rank their self-titled effort #1. 2011’s “Barton Hollow” gets more street cred, but I think their self-titled follow up is consistently stronger.

Ratings: 3 stars but almost 4

The Civil Wars eponymous second album is bitter sweet: sweet because of the magic between Joy Williams and John Paul White, bitter because their second record would also prove to be their last. Tragic, but at least no one died – they just went their separate ways.

While they were together they created some solid indie folk music with a distinctive country flavour. Listening to this record you get the impression these guys would’ve been embraced by Nashville if they’d just been willing to stoop to a more saccharine pop sound. Thankfully, they demurred.

Williams’ vocals have a bit more sweetness in her tone (and when she calls on it, surprising power) and White provides a nice grounding, with a natural gift for an emotionally honest delivery. Most of the songs are either duets, harmonies or some combination of the two. Their harmonies are often loose, letting their two voices play off one another, with enough space in between that your ear can enjoy the differences.

There are a couple of occasions when they get caught up in experimenting in how many different ways they can stretch this tension and sacrifice the song’s melody in the process, but this is pretty rare and for the most part I either forgave it, or at least appreciated the effort.

White also contributes on guitar. He isn’t a master, but he is a versatile player who has a raw energy and a mellow strum. It feels like a sotto voce whisper; deliberately soft around the edges but insistent on being heard.

These songs are intimate explorations of the human condition which manage to remain optimistic at their core, even though they are often filled with heartache and doubt. “The One that Got Away” and “Same Old Same Old” are both songs about relationships in inexorable decay; collapsing even as former lovers bemoan their loss.

The album’s best song is “Dust to Dust” a song with rounded production and a pop-infused folk beat that reminded me of mid-eighties Bruce Springsteen, right before he went too far into the Land of the Drum Machine. Amid a lot of songs about heartache and poor choices, “Dust to Dust” is a plea to the broken to let love in and see what happens:

“All your actin'
Your thin disguise
All your perfectly delivered lies
They don't fool me
You've been lonely, too long”

The vocals lightly rush the beat, capturing the desperate insistence of those who want to let their walls down but have forgotten how.

The album features a couple of covers. Etta James’ “Tell Mama” is OK, but I don’t know the original so it is hard to compare. The band goes to great lengths to change the Smashing Pumpkins’ “Disarm” into a folk song and it works, but I still found myself preferring the original.

Overall, “The Civil Wars” is a solid record, not afraid to cross genres and bare its soul while doing so. It takes a lot of turns and it loses me at a few of them, but it is never boring and has some songs that will seriously pull on your heartstrings.

Best tracks: The One That Got Away, Same Old Same Old, Dust to Dust, Devil’s Backbone, From this Valley