Robert Forster, (once of the Go Betweens), has a new record out. It is called Strawberries.. It is the record of an older statesman behaving as an older statesman and writing and performing songs of minimal grace and easy humour.
The songs talk about football games and strawberries. Eating breakfast on trains. On crying and how this is a good thing to do. Forster is backed by a minimal band and comes across as nothing so much as an Australian Jonathan Richman.
I'm gettung older myself and experiencing how life changes you and your needs. That you want simpler pleasures. Trains. Shared meals. Holding hands. Making love in a hotel room.
The songs are touching. They made me emotional . Forster is a master of such arts. He has been plotting and executing such graceful small explosions for the best part if fifty years now. Age suits him.
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