Philly punks Nothing are back from the brink with a new record that draws on some really, really bad times.
Paul Weller : Days of Speed
Live acoustic brilliance from the master songsmith
'Days Of Speed' then - live acoustic versions of songs from Weller's three
periods - may well pass, quietly, into history, an addicts-only affair. It is,
however, a record of such quiet, intense beauty that, given half a chance, it
will reassert Paul Weller's greatness amongst even his biggest doubters. Stripped of
Cradock and co, voice and guitar form an elemental force of great character.
Moreover, latter-day obscurities like 'The Loved' match classics like 'That's
Entertainment' for tumultuously emotional punch.
It is, of course, a man sat on a stool, playing a guitar and singing songs in a
husky voice. But it is in precisely this bare context that his respect for songwriting craft and his striving after that elusive quality, 'soul', make perfect sense and bear fruit.
As restless, in its own way, as anything The Jam ever recorded, 'Days Of Speed'
hovers high above all prejudice and preconception. Every home should have one.
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