City and Colour: Bring Me Your Love

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Aidan Williamson

08th February 2008
At 02:22 GMT

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There seem to be two distinct ways of coping with the rock 'n' roll lifestyle. Representing option one, we have Amy Winehouse's breakfast, second, we have the acoustic side project.

For his second album, Alexisonfire guitarist and vocalist Dallas Green (a city and a colour, get it?) continues his choice of the latter. Despite the abuse his voice has likely had during his day job his soothingly warm vocals seem completely unaffected.

While the first few songs sweep by everything feels too low-key and unassuming. When fifth entry "Sleeping Sickness" enters the fore, however, we safely remove our finger from the button of the ejector seat beneath us. With it's swelling ranks of instruments, "Sleeping Sickness" is likely to provide the breakaway pop hit of the album, whereas the others serve more as book numbers. It's a nice book though mind. In his move to bring other instruments in the mix, Green avoids the prospect of "Bring Me Your Love" becoming just another pleasant journey through the porches of middle America. Roping in harmonica, banjo and percussion backup he steps forward from the sparse instrumentation of his debut to bolster his sound into something more distinct.

Throughout it's run, Green's sophomore album holds a fair few surprises. The clap injected, all singing rhythms of "Constant Knot" can be counted as one of them. Mores the pity that Green doesn't leave his lo-fi safety zone more often. Despite it's consistent peaks, the album does become a tad tiresome and repetitive on occasion, especially within it's second half.

Returning to the 'in his favour' part, Green has proven himself an accomplished lyricist again. With his world-weary insight, he provides true depth and meaning to those looking for it. Indeed, some of the tracks, including "Against the Grain", wouldn't be amiss on the soundtrack of "I'm Not There", such is their intelligence, wit and timelessness.

Sure, it's not a recommended soundtrack for the weekly bridge-jumpers anonymous meeting, but at least it won't require a visit to the replacement parachutes for ejector seats shop. You should of seen the skies when Staind were around, fair few people got on the outside (lookin' down) pretty quickly that day.

Rating:  6 / 10

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