This second eponymous album sees Tim Hort offer us the other side of the sonic coin from that first collection of songs. Whereas there was a darkness threading its way through that original 17-song offering, this more modest 10-song album is more immediate, more upbeat, and more groove-driven.
Songs such as Jan of Arc are a buoyant blend of new wave rock and roll and late-era Beatle-infused vocals. Miserable Coping adds some country twangs to bass-powered pop-rock. Sing is slow-burning, anthemic, and atmospheric, and Not Ready would have sounded perfect in REM’s set. Not a reference point I throw out lightly.
Even when Tim explores more spacious and understated sonic pathways, he still finds new ways to do so. The piano-led Granduncle is such a song, one that I keep returning to, not just because of the gorgeous sonics but also because of the compelling lyrics.
Too many artists think they can raise themselves above the pack by inventing new genres, being controversial, trying to create the next dance craze, or courting guest rappers. To stand out, you need to write great songs. Really, great songs, future classics blessed with longevity and infectiousness. It’s both as simple and near-impossible as that. And if you want to know what that sounds like, give this album another spin.
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