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Being blue usually makes for some heartfelt music
writing. Your baby leaves you, your mule gets lame, you lose all
your money in a poker game - that sort of thing is bound to piss
you off and make you want to take your misery out on other people
by wailing at them and abusing your guitar. Robert Cray is not like
that. He has been enjoying fairly mainstream success for the last
fifteen years or so and, not wishing to employ idle speculation
for the sake of making a spurious point, not having anything smaller
than a fifty to tip the car valet guy does not a blues musician
make.
That said, Robert Cray’s brand of the blues
is more of the Chicago electric school. Its blues meets soul meets
jazz, the result of which is easy listening. Cool easy listening,
but easy listening none the less. The emphasis here is on the melody
and the playing, as with the production, is watertight. The man
and his band are talented musicians who know and love their instruments
as they would their wives, and this is apparent all the way though
this, their latest album, ‘Twenty’.
Robert Cray is one of those few musicians who does
actually have a distinctive guitar sound and it is all over this
album. There are a couple of departures though, including ‘It
Doesn’t Show’, which is also a great example of his
soft and soulful voice. By tactfully ignoring the blatant and shameful
jazz numbers on this album, you can find something better, for example
‘Fadin’ Away’ which is a fine and easy going tune.
Lyrically, Cray’s songs might not convey the pain and loneliness
of being a hobo, but the words are believable, coherent and not
at all pretentious. As such they are unlikely to offend anyone at
all. In fact, if one were to sum up this album, and indeed Cray’s
music, in one long and multi-hyphenated word it would be this: Tight-honest-middle-aged-easy-listening-blues-lite.
Now lets see to that mule…..
words: Robin Harris
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