Amazon.co.uk Review
Peter Bruntnell plays a warm, woozy, world-weary brand of country-rock. There's nothing original but plenty to like about
Ends of the Earth, Bruntnell's second album, which continues in the same style he swiped from Son Volt's neo-classic album
Trace. Bruntnell is hardly bashful about his influences--after all, Jay Farrar's former mates backed his debut album,
Normal for Bridgwater. And why should Bruntnell be ashamed? His inheritance is only the latest intercontinental leap in the lineage of the sound. Son Volt, after all, stole it from the
Sticky Fingers-era Stones, who copped it off the
Flying Burrito Brothers. In any event, fans of those bands will revel in Bruntnell's pinched croon; the rich, nostalgic melodies of cuts like "Here Come the Swells" and "Rio Tinto"; the rusty scrawl of steel-guitar star Eric Heywood; and--especially in the fierce "Tabloid Reporter"--the fiery fretwork of young-gun guitarist James Walbourne.
--Anders Smith Lindall
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