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Meatyard songsmith
SIMON PILBEAM waxes lyrical over the latest album from the indomitable JD Meatyard
ON MESSAGE: JD Meatyard plays the N.Y.C Anti Folk Festival
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MATTHEW HAWKINS rakes through un-fancy words and flair-free summaries to find who and what might be flamboyant
PETER MASON is exhilarated by an exciting, well-considered and historically minded tribute to the great Trinidadian instrument
Reducing historical lives to ‘male’ and ‘female’ roles, we lose the nuance of those lives and a clearer understanding of past societies, suggests CLAIRE ISABELLA GILMOUR
CHRIS SEARLE relishes the genius of pianist Alexander Hawkins, his many ensembles, and his new album
JD MEATYARD has a long history of sharp polemic and biting social comment — as far back as the late 1980s John Peel was broadcasting Meatyard’s poetic anger as leader of Levellers 5 and Calvin Party.
This new material may suggest a sugaring of the pills but make no mistake; there is no compromise here.
The title track Love is a call for a new love generation and a compassionate community to return to the world. A simple message, deftly put across with passion, and a potshot at those who “know the price of everything but the value of nothing.” The ghost of Lennon smiles benignly as Donaldson assures us that all we need is all we needed back in 1967, the thing we have always needed. A classic campfire singalong for sure. Any festival would be enhanced by it.
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