Great Television. Surely a contradiction in terms. An oxymoron. A thing to pass the times when there's nothing better to be done. Some love to be made. Some alcohol to be drunk. A real conversation with someone that matters. Building an understanding, fellowship and bond.
Great Television is non coincidentally the latest record from Elizabeth Cook. The kind of album I would never have listened to when I was fifteen. I associated such stuff with Terry Wogan. And although I bought myself a C&W best ofs which round about that time which told me about Tammy and Dolly and George. I beg your pardon I never promised you a Rose Garden. I didn't delve much deeper until the NME told me to pursue the Gram and Big Star trails in the following decade. I was growing up in South West London and never imagined myself in Memphis Tennessee or Tuscon Arizona.
I'm more open to that now. (Don't Go Back To) Rockville was my first true brush with and initiation into this way of thinking and living.Now I'm a little more atuned to where this comes from. The kind of C& W album / Americana record Uncut Magazine quietly has kittens over it. I listen to it now and it passes the time amiably as this kind of record does. A voice that chimes and emotes like a heart that is ready to break but puts the bottle back on the bar and heads for home.
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