Powder BurnsTwilight Singers One Little Indian, 2006 Numerical Feelings: 7.3 Greg Dulli has one hell of an ear. His ear must be sexy and awesome. He makes music with it: heavy on chord progression, hooks emerging only sparingly and elusively -- it's almost like wallowing, this, languorously nestling deep in thick thick chords this way, but Dulli loves it there too much, and his love provides every ounce and drop of ashy glowing musical firmament with a warmth and vitality whose precise physical origins it's really not desirable to contemplate. The man has mojo and he has swagger, and we can just leave it at that. There is a simplicity to the result, and sure, the simplicity is limiting. The hard songs don't usually deliver on every nuance of their melodic promise, if even most of them -- the soft songs kind of blend into each other, each one of them indistinguishable in separation -- though none of them tiring in succession. But that hardly detracts from what remains. There is physical presence here, in these evening mists -- visceral, exhilirating things that emerge from dark wet fog, and grab and grope us, and leave little burns, that we won't be too eager to let our significant others find. -6.24.2006
Powder Burns is the fourth album from the Twilight Singers, who are the outfit of former Afghan Whigs front-man Greg Dulli. The album remains a product of Dulli's favorite birthing ground, New Orleans, and carries on the tradition of dark, threatening sonic sexuality of its predecessors.
Track Listing: 01 Toward the Waves 02 I'm Ready 03 There's Been an Accident 04 Bonnie Brae* 05 Forty Dollars 06 Candy Cane Crawl 07 Underneath the Waves 08 My Time (Has Come) 09 Dead to Rights* 10 The Conversation 11 Powder Burns 12 I Wish I Was* (*: pow bam bang) |