'It's a shame about Raye...' This morning I was listening to Jeff Wayne's The War of the Worlds . An important record from my youth. I like it, and am glad I bought it last year on the day I went to see The Loft at Cluny 2. . They're putting out a second album soon and returning to Newcastle. I'd like to see them again next month.
But in the meantime This afternoon I'm listening to RAYE. It's not really a shame. This is about as far away from the Leminheads as you could possibly get. RAYE.second album THIS MUSIC MAY CONTAIN HOPE is not actually a million miles from The War of the Worlds. Because what is music really? It's escapism. Entertainment. Sustenance fror the brain, soul and feet.
I confess I don't really speak THIS MUSIC MAY CONTAIN HOPE's language or walk its streets .It's not really aimed at me. I don't have any children. I'll never completely live in this world. But it strikes me as not too dissimilar exercise as The War of the Worlds in essence. It's tuneful. It's huper theatrical, t's incredibly ambitious and it's surely destined for the West End.
I imagine any number of people are listening to this on permanent rotation and I can quite understand why. It's rather kitchen sink, but let's face it we're living through the kutchen sink age good as dammit.. Thimbs up from me!
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