This review process throws up some strange revelations. The one here was that for the past 10 years or more, I’ve thought I was listening to Mark Eitzel’s ’60 Watt Silver Lining’ album, when, in fact, the disk in the case was his follow up ‘West’.
It also somehow appropriate given I think I bought this (or the following one) on slightly false pretenses. I’m pretty sure when I spied it in a second hand store that I had Eitzel confused with Screaming Trees frontman Mark Lanegan.
All up that could have been a recipe for disappointment. But, having given this more than its usual cursory play, I must say I’m pretty happy with this one-time American Music Club lead singer.
He delivers a chilled out, one-man-and-his-guitar effort. He stays the right side of earnest, and swings back and forth between sounding like an acoustic Buffalo Tom and a not too plaintive Elvis Costello.
There’s no one tune which had my screaming (or whispering “hell yeah”), but this is good Sunday arvo fare.
File under: Incognito no more