I'm a sucker for a good voice...
when the voic ein question is dipped in syrup and 90proof whiskey, and soaked in cigarette smoke and sex - i fall even more for it - hook, line and sinker...
Sean tayor has a voice like the young Van Morrison, with shades of Damien Rice melodrama and hints of Paolo Nutini going hammer and tongs in a street fight with Jace Everett... It's the Celtic bluegrass/Folk from Auld Reekie edge to this that makes me smile... the musty smell of cellar bars and guitars held together with superglue and sellotape that accompanies the best of the albums songs that make you hold on until the last bar of the last song...
Pure and filthy fun...
Sean Taylor can write a song like the best of them, you will sometimes not pay attention to how clever a songwriter he is, because you'll be tapping your foot and clicking fingers and groaning like a devil-sold-his-soul bluesman in a mississippi Negroes only blues-bar from depression era America to notice... The songs take you over and make you turn into a swaying, grunting mess of a man...
Theres no time for silly appreciation of a great chord progression when your enveloped in the feel and emotion and sex of a song...
Songs like SO HIGH scream out for a dark, dusty, smells-like-sex-and-mold bar to be the setting for its perfromance at full volume... while FOR YOU turns into a Damien Rice like Chanteusse performing this better kind of meloncholic dark lover song than anyone really has a right to.
This is a collection of stunning songs, from a rising talent who will very soon be knocking the mainstream door down with a guitar in hand, and a belly full of scotch...
I defy you not to fall for it like a hooker with a heart of gold...
It's alluring like that.
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