Indiana's Richard Edwards loves his fans, which is why he's releasing new record 'Verdugo', out on Joyful Noise, on coloured AND black vinyl. It's an uplifting listen, the story of a man stitching himself back together after personal trauma. Here his vocals swing between tender falsetto and deep melancholy, backed with soaring guitars and storming drums. Killer.
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Not, as Ian helpfully pointed out to Phil, the former Manic Street Preachers guy. Now that would be a comeback worth waiting for. Instead this Richard Edwards is a mopey singer songwriter with a horrifying sounding intestinal ailment. Now that James Blake has decided we can't use the words 'sad boy' to describe ....um...unhappy-sounding male songwriters then I'll have to find a whole new vocabulary to describe Edwards work.
It's lush and polished West Coast sounding folky sadness sung with a voice that veers in and out of falsetto. Like his last record it's again produced by Rob Schnapf which means that it is scrubbed to within and inch of it's life and although the twinkling guitars on 'Beekeeper' are right up my street, tracks like 'Minefield' are so damn commercial they could appear on the new Snow Patrol record without anyone batting an eyelid.
An accomplished record then by a songwriter with obvious talent but who's music is just too posh for my tastes. Thank goodness his stomach is better though.
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