I’m not sure if it is something I missed in previous reviews or if we are seeing a slightly new side of Forrest Hill but Crazy Days immediately makes me think of a band from way back when,, though which probably didn’t blip on a lot of peoples radars. It is early the early eighties, post-punk is throwing up all sorts of new ways of making music, offering new potential, new sounds and out of this crucible emerged B-Movie, a blend of more traditional, guitar oriented energy and forward-thinking electronica. No? Just me then.
But of course that was then and this is now and Crazy Days might be slightly reminiscent of those pioneering times but it also feels perfectly at home in the here and now. And that is the art of it, I guess. Offer something familiar sounding but do so whilst also presenting something new, if that is possible. It must be possible because that is exactly what is happening here. Clever. Very clever indeed.
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[…] Forrest Hill has been around long enough to have worked out what’s important. As frontman for Boston’s Judy’s Tiny Head, he scored a regional hit and shared stages with such iconic acts as Violent Femmes, Run DMC, and Aimee Mann. But if that points to a younger man chasing the usual trappings of fame and fortune, his latest album reveals a different artist entirely. Here we find a songwriter more measured, more thoughtful, less concerned with the spotlight and more intent on making music that’s both considered and, indeed, considerate—someone who understands that the music you make is the reward in and of itself. […]