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1.0 out of 5 stars
Skin Deep, 21 Nov. 2003
When I first got my hands of Miaow, back in mid-ninetys, it was almost a religious experience. I was stunned by the beauty and melancholy that characterized the album. Each and every song demanded listening after listening, just to explore new depths and hidden meanings in them. Still, almost a decade later, I haven't grown tired of this brilliant album, followed by the almost as brilliant Blue Is The Colour.
But that was then and this is now. When listening to Gaze it immediately strikes me that the big step, from writing unique pop-hymns to producing skin-deep songs that enters one ear just to pop out from the other, is a fact.
Listen to Blackbird On A Wire and Prettiest Eyes and Paul Heaton SINGS. He does it in a mood that really grips ones heart. Listen to the laid-back tempos of Hold On To What and Hidden Jukebox. Compare this to Gaze's songs, where Heaton/Rotheray seems to achieve a record in packing as many words as possible in the lyrics, and spit them out rather than SING.
The songs on Gaze seems to be produced by the same formula all over, with very few surprises and more lack of fantasy than I ever could imagine the Hull-band was able to make. Sounds more like a follower to Heatons solo-project than a multidimensional South-record. "Skin-deep" is a matching description.
If I want to listen to some timeless and LIVING music, where the artist actually has the purpose to express something, rather than doing just another days work, I leave Gaze in its cover and enjoy the emotion-packed Especially For You from Miaow. Or perhaps even something from Tindersticks, who still seems to have "it".