Amazon.co.uk Review
Slo-mo, downbeat miserablists Tram return with their third album, the suitably tear-stained
A Kind of Closure. Critical acclaim and a secure record deal seem not to have eased their resolutely all-pervasive mood of melancholy. Singer Paul Anderson continues his fruitless dissection of relationships and disappointment, while enveloping the mournful themes in stripped-down, otherworldy gentle plucks of guitar and piano. The songs are not joyless however; the gorgeous, countrified pace of "Painful Education" belies Anderson's opening gambit of "So what is there to show/For all these battered years". The themes may be end-of-the-world bedsit gloom, but the songs are so beautifully structured and delicate that the misery ends up the kind made quite wondrous, by its life-affirming music. Opener "Three Years" is an impressive slice of dramatic, dark pop that might have "detected a joy he knew was a flaw" but the swooning, emotional pull of the song, suggests a man who can still see hope on the horizon.
Low have been oft posited as Tram's spiritual comrades, but Tram perfect a particular, unwavering kind of melancholy that could only come from Britain. Tram wallow in their sadness, but do it beautifully. -
Suzannah Brown