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Some tender thoughts and feelings from Arthur aka Arthur Lee Harper. Dreams and Images is the repressed and remastered edition of his 1968 debut release. This record is packed with Arthurs archetypal sympathetic vocals, his finger picking folksy guitar and some other instrumental bits and bobs. A wee gem of warm considered songs. Out on vinyl LP and CD from Light In The Attic.

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Dreams and Images by Arthur
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8/10 Clinton Staff review, 22 January 2015

For me, you can keep your noise, your weird, discordant music, your beatery, your shrill modern day production techniques. The music I actually like seems to eminate from the 1960’s whether by age or by influence. The world is a dastardly place right now and one of the few ways to escape is into something peaceful gentle.

Perfect for this mindframe is this re-issue of this psychedelic folk album released originally in 1968.  It is alarmingly soporific, the songs are gentle to the point of being fast asleep in the chair but it is a lovely comforting sound. The main comparisons would be Love, Donovan and The Left Banke with cellos and harpsichords providing colour to the plucked acoustics. The interesting thing about the Lee Hazlewood production is that there is no drums or percussion at all which on the poppier tracks such as the excellent ‘Open Up the Door’ leaves the songs in a strange half way house between folky singer songwriter territory and more realised folk rock. It is, however, a lovely listen throughout  - like having your ears caressed by cotton wool.

Poor Arthur died in 2001, of a heart attack the same night as his wife also died in a car crash. This is a wonderful epitaph. I don’t know about you but I’m heading off in my time machine. Destination: ‘68.





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