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Track Listing 1. Fool, The 2. Dance With Me 3. No Baby I 4. My Two Feet 5. Ride 6. She Loves The Sunset 7. This Beautiful Thing 8. I Will Remain 9. Early Morning 10. Easy Way, The 11. Here's to Halcyon 12. Color Of A Lonely Heart Is Blue 13. One, The
| Details | | Distributor: | RED Distribution | | Recording Type: | Studio | | Recording Mode: | Stereo | | SPAR Code: | n/a |
Album Notes Old 97's: Murry Hammond (vocals, guitars, piano, Mellotron, bass guitar); Ken Berthea, Rhett Miller (vocals, guitars); Philip Peeples (drums, percussion). Coming nearly four years after 2004's rough-edged DRAG IT UP, BLAME IT ON GRAVITY is slightly smoother-sounding, but still nowhere near slick. Rhett Miller and company, as always, are blending country twang and a rock-&-roll heart on their seventh album, but overall these 13 tracks lean a bit more towards the latter. The straightforward pop of "Rise" sits comfortably alongside the Latin-tinged shuffles of "She Loves the Sunset" and "Dance With Me," and the rollicking gallop of "Early Morning" is a nice balance to the winsome jangle pop of "This Beautiful Thing." Other highlights include the lengthy pure -country ballad "The Color of a Lonely Heart Is Blue" and the sparkling pop of the anthemic "My Two Feet."
Industry Reviews Miller, wit firmly intact, contributes 11 of his smartass, lovelorn pop nuggets on this record, and bass player Murry Hammond piles on with a letter-perfect Buddy Holly tribute.
3 stars out of 5 -- The tracks explode with immediacy, as Rhett Miller's detail-rich narratives mesh with the knowingness of his singing. The players' tight grip on the material reveals a first-rate band in peak form.
3.5 stars out of 5 -- Their seventh studio album bucks and chugs, balancing the quartet's original alt-country impetus with Rhett Miller's love of power pop.
3.5 stars out of 5 -- It's a perfect mission statement form four Texans raised on the Beatles and Johnny Cash in equal measures, whose shiny melodies, and fatalistic character studies, do their forefathers proud.
CMJ Here, budget-poor anthems are buried in analog-studio crud, dusty mixing board fuzz and desert-oasis echo. They've never sounded more Texas.
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