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From | "Mark Tate" <zumpp99@hotmail.com> |
Subject | Re: Jeffrey Dean Foster "Million Star Hotel" |
Date | Sun, 12 Feb 2006 18:24:28 -0500 |
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I'll jump into the fray. Very, very excellent album indeed!
Mark
>From: Sam Smith <sam@lullabypit.com>
>Reply-To: audities@smoe.org
>To: audities@smoe.org
>Subject: Re: Jeffrey Dean Foster "Million Star Hotel"
>Date: Sat, 11 Feb 2006 19:01:25 -0500
>
>lrbcoll@aim.com wrote:
>
>>The latest package from Notlame arrived and I have just been blown away by
>>the latest cd by Jeffrey Dean Foster, "Million Star Hotel." This album
>>rocks. It's beautiful. It has inspired me to write this little snippet to
>>encourage others to check it out. I hear similarities to The Jayhawks
>>"Sound Of Lies". I hear bits of Big Star/Chilton. I hear Springsteen. Lots
>>and lots of jangly and chiming guitars and piano in the background. Mitch
>>Easter played and mixed this disc. I'm listening to "Lily Of The Highway"
>>and just when I think the song can't get better, *another* guitar chimes
>>in the mix.
>>
>>There's no filler on this disc. Every song is either a classic or at the
>>very least interesting. I can't imagine this disc leaving my car anytime
>>soon. My very highest recommendation.
>>
>>http://www.jeffreydeanfoster.com (listen for yourself)
>>
>>
>>
>Glad to hear somebody else is onto this one. Jeff has been doing great
>music since the 80s (anybody in the Carolinas region might remember The
>Right Profile and The Carneys, his first two bands), but this new solo disc
>is just transcendent. You listen closely you'll also hear echoes of things
>like Neil Young and even T Rex (although that comes out more in the live
>show).
>
>It was my #1 of 2005, btw....
>
>--
>Sam Smith, PhD
>1805 Brantley St.
>Winston-Salem NC 27103
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>
>...it's a lonesome thing to be passing small towns with the lights shining
>sideways when the night is down, or going in strange places with a dog
>nosing before you and a dog nosing behind, or drawn to the cities where
>you'd hear a voice kissing and talking deep love in every shadow of the
>ditch, and you passing on with an empty, hungry stomach failing from your
>heart.
>
> - John Millington Synge
>
>
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