
The devil, they say, is in the detail and the detail in question here runs from sumptuous, soaring vocal harmonies that almost head off into Dark Side of The Moon territory, atmospheric dynamics that allow space for pianos to flutter through and then aim for the stars in glorious crescendos, there is even room for funky shuffles and late night reflections. Lyrically David pushes a sort of eloquent street philosophy, the thoughts and questions of everyday life made into poetic expressions, Song of Life being the albums highpoint for such existentialist musings.
I think this is what Van Morrison would sound like in peoples heads if they have blanked out his mumbling vocal delivery and replaced it with something that lies between clear folk club subtleties and layered west coast warmth. And I have to say, anyone who can update and improve on Van The Man is probably going to have a pretty bright future.
