By The A.M.
Due to various factors, I have had this album for quite a while now. This I am pleased about as I have a relationship with this album just as I have with all my albums that I have invested in and, due to this, I feel adequately prepared to review it. After all, albums are like that aren't they? They are there for you when you need them and you develop the kind of protective film around them and abuse anyone who dares to criticise it. To a degree, I feel like this about The A.M. I have listened to this album every other day in some form and I really do enjoy it.
Opener Changeling, is jagged yet subtle with Michael Tighe's breathy, very English sounding vocal floating neatly amidst the music. Debut single, If I was the Sheriff, is bouncing, sing-along stuff with Tighe spitting out the melodies in a voice that is circa Bolan and early Bowie. Utopia has more high-pitched, "oo-oo-oo's," than you can shake a stick at. Isolation perfectly discordant guitar line paves the way for a dirty-as-fuck chorus followed by squealy guitars and sexual groans, again from Tighe. It's Pouring is gentle soothing and the one of the best Sunday Morning Songs you will ever hear - "It's Pouring, and the rain is my lover". Talk It's not for me and your talking pure dirt, think Dirty Dancing if it featured strippers sliding down poles with bent stockbrokers using their teeth to shove 50 quid notes into their soiled g-strings. It rumbles along fantastically, Wyatt and Kindred produce the kind of solidity that makes the music sound so loose and unmechanical - it is spot on. Tighe continues to whisper through Spellbound, which, right from the jingly intro hooks me every time I hear it. Deep City Diver again is controlled by a filthy little riff that growls throughout until the chorus takes over and makes you want to squeal it to someone, calling them a "deep city diver," as you clap along. Chanay, is again subtle but almost beautiful, Kindred's beat is the perfect bed for a range of noises that entwine the song while Tighe gets breathless and pours his emotions out onto the floor - "I was trained in the art of dying, but I'm taking it slow". The almost Ska-like guitars that open up There is a Time betray the country-blues guitar licks and gentle piano that pepper the song while Colours are Beginning to Deepen ends our journey with an bluesy acoustic guitar riff that Tighe spits, breathes and soars along with.
So, in summary, a great set of songs that are well executed, sound filthy-dirty and do not suffer from over-production. Parker Kindred and Andrew Wyatt provide a bedrock backdrop to the constantly interesting guitars and Michael Tighe's breathy, emotional and sometimes aggressive voice. I know that my relationship with this album is far from over...