MINE
I tried hard to like Badly Drawn Boy, given every critic in the world (it seemed) has sung his praises, but really I can't.
That's because he just puts too much into each song. I mean, the melodies are lovely, but I really have no idea if he can sing, because all his vocals are muffled and/or obscured by the layers and layers and layers and... layers of other stuff that's going on.
It's another CD that got me annoyed enough to yell at it, and abandon listening about three songs from the end. So I'm sorry if one of those is a masterpiece, but even then it wouldn't be enough to keep it hanging around.
VERDICT: THROW IT OUT
YOURZ
I really don't know what to make of Damon Gough, aka Badly Drawn Boy. The Hour Of Bewilderbeast was talked about a lot when it came out and I'm really not one for taking much notice of hype, particularly when it's led by the British music press who continually display a heavy bias towards their own.
It wasn't until this album turned up in a discount bin that I actually got it and gave it a listen. And then it went straight into the collection where it's stayed ever since. It kind of reminds me of over-earnest young solo musicians playing at a local open-mic night to three friends and bar staff. The reality is if I wanted to listen to something like this, I'd go to Nick Drake or M Ward or, in fact, just about anyone else.
VERDICT: THROW IT OUT
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