Scotsman C. Duncan is one of the most remarkable Pop practitioners we have in the world right now. Somehwere between Van Dyke Parks, Brian Wilson and Paul Buchanan, his records paint a picture of a verdant, abundant expanse of cultivated arcadian bliss.
Latest album, Alluvium, for the most part, (there are a couple of tracks which don't quite fit), unfurl in the most graceful, assured strides. He could just as easily be an architect, or an engineer who really know their trades, as an alternative pop musician.
It would be better in some ways if he weren't a low profile alternative musician really. It woud be preferable that he were mainstream. Then at least we would know we were in safe hands. But this is a post Gary Barlow world unfortunately, not a Brian Wilson or Burt Baccarach one, so Duncan will not get the attention and acclaim that he deserves.
I love the record though. As I say, a couple of tracks don't fit the overall design so he gets docked a point. But still, this is another fine, fine record to add to his excellent body of work.
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