5.0 out of 5 stars
Crawdaddy Review! (By John Lane, USA), 10 Sep 2009
This review is from: Anderida (Audio CD)
It is oddly appropriate that an advance copy of PETER LACEY's third offering, Anderida, arrived in my mailbox on the very same day that the my country stubbornly set forth with Shock & Awe into a foreign country that most people probably couldn't recognize on a map. Immensely saddened and distracted, I placed Anderida into the player and hoped for something, a reprieve, a distraction perhaps. Fortunately, from the first chords and words, I received something of a benediction. Allusions run rampant when discussing Lacey's output, but I will try to limit mine. Here's one of three:
In terms of album openers, this parallel hits me right between the ears. Just as THE BEACH BOYS' 'Meant For You' must have been meant to serve as a spiritual salve to Vietnam-era times, so does Lacey's 'Love' offer up its notes to the troubled in this time of war. The first word that came to mind upon hearing Lacey's latest was "earthier", and I mean this in every sense of the word. PETER LACEY's voice is front-and-center in the mix as never before in his previous two albums, the cd art displays Lacey's image clearer than before in woodsy motif, and in Lacey's own words, Anderida was "the name given to the forest that once covered the landscape here, coined by the Romans."
What does this mean for the listener? For the longtime fan, it means we get the usual embarrassment of riches we've selfishly come to expect. 'Carnival' delivers the same sort of radio-friendly warmth (its length would perhaps preclude it from being a single, but who cares) that seduced us from the opening chords of his very first album. It is McCARTNEY-esque (allusion #2) in its whimsical, smile-being-an-umbrella ethos; and what's wrong with that? I'd like to know! For the uninitiated, you are witnessing the expansive range of talent of an actual craftsman.
If the jaunty ragtime shuffle of 'The Silver Lady' catches you unawares, don't be frightened. The winsome clarinets and brushes-on-snare will get you There quicker than any Rock God With Overamped Guitar could ever hope to. At just over 36 minutes, PETER LACEY is like a talented magician who has packed a lot into a tight frame and he's not wasted one precious second. Harmonies are locked into place throughout ('Anderida' with its cosmic backdrop) as usual. PETER LACEY is the heir apparent to PADDY McALOON and ANDY PARTRIDGE. (The third and last allusion.) The sooner you pick up Anderida, the sooner you can gloat to your friends that you have made one of the most delightful and important artistic discoveries of this new century.
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