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Wednesday, March 28, 2007


Tom Stevens

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Sightings of Tom Stevens on any horizon have been rare these last ten years. The splendid Another Room surfaced in the mid-90s and was followed shortly by the retrospective collection Points Revisited, but then, apart from postings on the Paisley Pop list and an intermittent advert running in No Depression, it was silence.

That silence was broken in 2004 when the classic line-up of the Long Ryders toured Europe and kicked ass. But for whatever reason that stayed a one-off, and Tom returned to his family in Indiana. Something however had stirred and at the end of last year he released, through iTunes, his first album for the new millennium.

It’s called Home because that’s where it was made and that’s where it comes from. It’s self-recorded and almost absolutely solo; daughter Sarah plays violin and sings on a couple of tracks and ‘Uncle John’ Potthast adds banjo and Fender Bender on another but the rest is Tom. And he’s come up with a stunner, a stone classic. With its mix of LA folk-pop, psychedelia, and a little bit of country, you could call it a paisley potpourri.

‘Ghost Train’ starts things off mightily with a drench of reverb and echoing guitars shimmering boldly with a phantom jangle beneath. Then comes the chunkily Pettyish ‘Belladonna’ followed on by the country-hued Dillard & Clark-esque ‘In The Basement’, on which Potthast guests.

Some darker tones surface in ‘Death Wish’ and ‘Flame Turns To Blue’, being songs about passing and loss, though they can’t help but retain the vivacity of the rest of the album. Next up is ‘Away From The Great Cold City’, by some stretch the longest song here; at times reminiscent of Beatle George by way of the Chamber Strings, across its length it demonstrates a marvellous palette of arresting guitar play.

The triumphant title track, the keening ‘Flying Out Of London In The Rain’, and ‘Weekendland’ finish up the collection. ‘Weekendland’ is like the Beatles playing country with Costello singing, while ‘Flying Out Of London In The Rain’ is a road song with a certain kinship, through subject, to ‘Eight Miles High’. About the bitter-sweet jadedness that tends to surface on the flight home it’s plaintive and true; lines like “stuff my soul in the overhead” and its lovely female vocals mean it’s probably the standout of the many good things here.

For this is an assured and mature collection of performances of fine songs. It retains freshness over many hearings combining the thrill of recognition with a hardly-diminishing sense of surprise and wonder. Tom has allowed himself free rein, but seemingly as a consequence of his own enthusiasm and excitement about the music he’s making. And the result is a real pleasure.

(Tom's Website)

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