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Terence Martin's credentials as a symphony bassist, touring rock musician, and poet converge persuasively in this collection of original folk-based material. Accompanied by acoustic fingerpicking, harmonica, mandolin, bass, and accordion, Martin's voice and delivery bear comparison to Greg Brown, Gordon Lightfoot, and Richie Havens. Martin's emotive lyrics stand out as studies in the use of telling detail, twists on familiar phrases, and crystalline imagery to evoke experiences along life's thorny path. "The Way It Didn't Go," recounting the moving particulars of a love affair that never happened ("I saw a child / Who might have had our name / He passed me in a crowd / Just the other day"), and "Sky the Wrong Color," simultaneously describing one morning and the entire life of a devoted couple, epitomize the way Martin effectively matches language with musical phrase on this thoughtfully crafted CD. (Good Dog, www.martinsongs.com) |
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