David’s Lyre – English Rose
It’s a shame when things don’t go to plan, and perhaps equally upsetting is just how often that’s the case, what with Burns night last week “the best-laid schemes o’ mice an ‘men gang aft agley” springs to mind…
The plan on this occasion revolves around a certain David’s Lyre, a band for who we’ve been predicting big things for quite a while, from being intrigued by their mysteriousness to including them in our Songs Of 2010 it’s safe to say we were rooting for them. Given that they were essentially signed to Mercury Records, albeit via Hideout Recordings, it seemed almost inevitable that they’d be hitting the mainstream any moment, and what a refreshing injection they’d have provided. Alas with the deal terminating just before the turn of the year, after the planned summer release for the album fell through, it would appear that Burns was right after all. Paul Dixon, the singer/songwriter/producer of whom the project was the brainchild, sums it up rather eloquently himself, so well in fact that you’ll have to excuse the long quote: “The hardest part of this process has been creating music I felt excited about, and proud of, but not being able to share it with you. I remain hugely grateful for the opportunities and patronage given to me, but it is evident that the natural tension in the relationship between art and business within the music industry, is currently at its most strained. I join an ever-expanding group of artists who are opting out of this model in order to bring you, the fans, our best.”
However, as you may have inferred from his closing line, all is not lost. The debut album, “Picture Of Our Youth” will be released on 20th February, available from bandcamp on a name your own price basis, and if there is any justice people will be naming some pretty healthy prices. We will bring you a review of the album/reminder to head to bandcamp nearer the time. In the meantime we’ve the latest gem released from the album in the form of “English Rose”.
It is perhaps more a return to old in it’s opening, all restrained intricacy in place of the booming textures that have become so prominent in the David’s Lyre sound of late. The texture is undoubtedly still here though, and if anything it’s deftness makes it all the more pertinent. Couple that with the somehow soaring yet grounded chorus, itself propelled largely by Dixon’s characteristic vocals, and there’s no doubt the appetite has been well whetted for February’s release. Even more exciting is just what Dixon could still go on and achieve, to have written/performed/produced the majority of the album on his own is no mean feat and, at the tender age of 22, speaks of great things to come. If everything goes to plan that is.