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What a beautiful, beautiful record; a sweet, human, beautiful record. Categorizing this would be foolish. It’s just good music. Let that be its category.
Alabama Chicken is 12 songs of every memory you have: seated on train cars, traveling through your lifeline, reaching that point in every trip where conversation dies and silent introspection befalls all passengers. It’s remembering the first time you ever saw a dead body, and that inexplicable moment where your tough-as-nails shell is penetrated and you fall in love. It’s a postcard from those old poor farm stories your grand- and great-grandparents told you when you were little, and it's a goodbye kiss from the lips of the lover you thought you’d die with. It’s layered in simplicity, with violins and chimes and bells weaving in and out like songs you sing in your sleep.
Surrounded by a group of musical friends who also popped up on Jolie Holland’s equally beautiful Catalpa (which I fell in love with a few months ago), including Holland herself, Hayes adds to the mystery of what magic lies in those California waters. There isn’t a flat song on here, and trying to describe them any more would do an injustice to how nice they are.
VISIT SEAN HAYES HERE.
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1838
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vol 6 - issue 04 (dec 2003)
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entertainmental
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