Dispraise the Catch
It's kinda official now. With the new Tim link, I cannot feel safe in my obscurity. By the way, I have just finished my fourth listen to the new Tim Sean Dispraise the Catch disc. So many of my favorite albums, did not start out that way. Much like my first beer. But later, after consuming and tasting the songs, you begin to develop the necessary palate. Then they become part of your memory. Robbie Robertson's self titled album is that type of memory. College, sitting outside, springtime, A.T. I don't know yet, but I'm guessing that later in life, I'll have a direct connection to this point in time. Playing.
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Now don't take the "lack of hooks" comment as negative. The only good thing about a hook, is that one can instantly remember the tune and it sticks in one's head. After frequent listening, one becomes tired and bored with the hook. If a song's only redeeming attribute is a hook (like most music on the radio), it will disappear. Think Mickey. (Oh Mickey your so fine, your so fine you blow my mind, hey Mickey, hey Mickey). The beauty of "hookless" music is that when it works it becomes part of one's life. On a side note, this music goes great with scotch! (This I have researched)
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