![JOINED LIKE NOTES [2008]. New Zealand [kiwi] independent folk/singer/songwriter Daniel Gannaway.](/dg-assets/DG010-cover-200px.jpg) |
Tracklist:
01 - A Babe In My Mama's Arms
02 - Hurricane Proof [Katrina]
03 - Save Trestles [Sediment Flow]
04 - Mail Order Catalogue
05 - A Slip In The Grey
06 - Joined Like Notes
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Daniel Gannaway
JOINED LIKE NOTES [2008]
JOINED LIKE NOTES is Daniel Gannaway's first release since 2007's HEADING FOR COUNTRY and is the musician's 10th solo release.
Daniel's solo material is stylistically recognisable, well established and mature. To one familiar with the breadth of his work, the title of this latest effort accurately positions it as a note in an overarching composition.
While perhaps not as musically adventurous or barbed as some former albums, such as SUMMER STORM or OP-ED respectively, JOINED LIKE NOTES carries through elements of both and marries them with the artist's signature style of intimate, melody led storytelling.
A Babe In My Mamas Arms is classic Gannaway and could be seen as a stylistic exemplar of his artistry. Likewise, Hurricane Proof and Save Trestles continue this thread. In the first instance, however, Daniel weaves in an edgier view of the human condition made apparent by the tragedy that unfolded following Hurricane Katrina. In the second, he highlights the often-unquestioned sacrifice of our shared heritage at the egregious altar of progress.
The album's title track, Joined Like Notes, gleams - both musically and lyrically. In it, Daniel has tapped the source of his creativity and touched the fullness of his talent. It also reinforces the album's moniker in that it hearkens back to the melody and fullness of darling one year - though the interceding years have made the artist more refined and creatively confident. Truly, an artistic hammer blow...
Though Daniel no doubt intended the title of the album to signify our mutual connection, it also serves to contextualise his artistic efforts to date. The harmonic ebbs and flows of individual songs, the creative provenance and progeny of albums, they're all joined like notes in a chorus.
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Daniel Gannaway
Since the release of FINE BY ME in 1998, Daniel has been a strident proponent of independent music. As time and albums have passed, Daniel's music has stylistically ebbed and flowed - at one point pared back and raw, at another full-bodied and polished, but at all times potent and inspired. Bound and Suburban in 2001, for example, was a composition of stories and recollections that provided a beautiful counterpoint to the poignant simplicity of Bootlegged at the Temple, recorded the previous year. Daniel's 2004 release - darling one year - was perhaps his most musically confident effort, traversing a broad range of personal experiences and heart-felt issues, wrapped in some truly quixotic melodies. 2005's SUMMER STORM | a collection of ukulele ditties, on the other hand, was a wonderfully light composition which often belied the intensity of the lyrical content.
Daniel's most recent album, JOINED LIKE NOTES, continues this tradition and marks another waypoint on what has become a musical odyssey spanning more than a decade.
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Previous quotes:
"... Perhaps politics might actually catch on if Gannaway were doing the singing [OP-ED], instead of John Ashcroft's barbershop quartet. It's a thought. But until the Republican or Democratic National Convention is converted into a Broadway musical, we'll have to make do with Daniel. And that's going to be just fine for fans of indie folk pop with a message." - Indie-Music
"...The great aspect of the album [SUMMER STORM] is that each song's arrangement maintains a minimalistic nature, which shows a discipline and a depth of understanding on Gannaway's part. Underneath the ukulele, the cruising drums and harmonic supporting bass grooves provide an all around easy and easily recommendable listen..." - NZ Musician Magazine
"...Down to earth and laid back, it has none of the musical tension of trying too hard or the injection of false emotions. Suburban folky and bohemian chic, it [darling one year] ties up agreeably layered and distorted vocals into an angst-ridden, quirky pop as catchy as The Strokes but easily as mysteriously engaging as James Keenan Maynard..." - Indie-Music
"...like [Bound and Suburban] walking alone on the beach at night and seeing Jim Morrison and Jeff Buckley strumming and singing at the waters edge..." - Indie-Music
"...Herein lies the essence of Bootlegged at the Temple: simply an audience, a musician, and a quiet venue... - no hype... In context with Daniel's previous two albums - FINE BY ME and flashback* - and subsequent release 'Bound and Suburban', 'Bootlegged' is a departure, which provides the listener a greater perspective on all of his work. Bootlegged is a great live album, which, over time, becomes as much a voyage of discovery and inspiration for the listener as for the musician himself." - Justin Walsh
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Review of JOINED LIKE NOTES @ The Log Book
Another
EP-sized collection of tunes from indie singer/songwriter Daniel
Gannaway, Joined Like Notes brings us a few numbers that
either came after his last releases, Summer
Storm and Heading
For Country, or didn’t quite meet those two
collections’ stylistic parameters. With no such limits placed
on it (i.e. a “country” feel or every song involving
ukulele), Joined Like Notes is a bit more free-form.
Songs such as “Mail Order Catalogue” and “A Babe
In My Mama’s Arms” harken back to his earlier works -
sparse and yet atmospheric and moody - while “Hurricane Proof
(Katrina)” and “Save Trestles (Sediment Flow)” take
the opportunity to get topical. “Save Trestles” graced
the artist’s MySpace page for quite a while before finally
getting this release, and it’s aways been a catchy, toe-tapping
number; getting the opportunity to hear it more clearly reveals it to
be this CD’s standout. “A Slip In The Grey” and the
title track are also stripped-down marvels of mood, with the former
sporting some really interesting vocal work in the chorus.
“Joined Like Notes” is more uplifting and mesmerizing in
its own way.
Despite a thematic or stylistic angle to the
songs on Joined Like Notes, it’s a nice breath of fresh
air and a relaxing listen - even with the slightly soft-pedaled
protest songs in (though they join a long tradition of folk protest
songs in that regard). Highly recommended.
>> Link to theLogBook
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Track 01: A Babe In My Mamas Arms
Music & Words © 2008 Daniel Gannaway
Oh what a carefree life Riding around the world on motorbikes Those were the early seventies And I was just a babe in my mamas arms Africa Australia Europa India and America Those were the early seventies And I was
just a babe in my mamas arms Just a babe in my mamas arms Listening as she read postcards Always riding pillion For I was just a babe in my mamas arms The constant motion of a carefree life Riding around the world on motorbikes Those were the early
seventies And I was just a babe in my mamas arms Just a babe in my mamas arms Listening as she read postcards Always riding pillion For I was just a babe in my mamas arms Oh what a carefree life Riding around the world on motorbikes Those were the
early seventies And I was just a babe in my mamas arms
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Track 02: Hurricane Proof [Katrina]
Music & Words © 2006 Daniel Gannaway
They return to a city left like a war zone To live in a trailer a home they don't own Knowing they're still at the mercy of the wind and of the tide All the while sickened by something like formaldehyde We're not hurricane proof
The President he showed ambivalence like it was a quality we'd vote for Now how many billions warring a lie that he wouldn't die for But he let them die after surviving what was a biblical flood Man of God took his sweet time before Air Force One showed up
We're not hurricane proof No we're not Katrina brought collateral damage domestic style right up on the TV We watched citizens waiting for their President to show just a little mercy Some waited too long and expired Others live on sickened by something
like formaldehyde We're not hurricane proof No we're not Hurricane proof
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Track 03: Save Trestles [Sediment Flow]
Music & Words © 2007 Daniel Gannaway
We all love to go left We love to go right I've dreamt of surfing Lower Trestles Since I saw Kelly Slater in black and white TCA don't build your toll road You're gonna change the sediment flow Some say why go there 'cause
it's so Crowded crowded crowded crowded And getting there ain't easy 'cause you cant Drive up drive up drive up drive up Well if I thought like that I'd never leave my drive thru doorstep But my dream of Trestles is world class And I'm happy to walk
through nature for it TCA don't build your toll road You're gonna change the sediment flow Sediment flow We all love to go left We love to go right We got to Save Trestles Keep nature in sight TCA don't build your toll road You're gonna change the sediment
flow Sediment flow Sediment
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Track 04: Mail Order Catalogue
Music & Words © 2008 Daniel Gannaway
I feel so empty Like my life has no meaning Time after time I buy a new thing Still left with this feeling Therapist recognized my problem Consumerism as my religion Time after time I buy a new thing Still left with this feeling My God
is a mail order catalogue Time after time I buy a new thing Still left with this feeling.
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Track 05: A Slip In The Grey
Music & Words © 2008 Daniel Gannaway
Will the sun come out tomorrow? Will the sun come out tomorrow? Will you be knocking down that door? Hiding away with your little score Spending the whole day indoors And if the sun comes out tomorrow Will you hang scared in
the safety of shade? You're so pale and ghostly white A color I'm now used to seeing you look like Perhaps a glimpse of warmth might feel right You slip in the grey With these tricks you play You slip in the grey oh You're slipping away Slipping away And if
the sun comes out tomorrow Will you go feed ducks in the park? You'll see London as it's so often seen That heavy stone can be a colorful thing Perhaps that warmth might just sink in You slip in the grey With these tricks you play You slip in the grey oh
You're slipping away Slipping away You're slipping away Just a slip in the grey
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Track 06: Joined Like Notes
Music & Words © 2008 Daniel Gannaway
I'm hopping on a plane today I know we're all going different ways and I find it hard never knowing the future But I know we got to go to come back and stay Soon we'll all meet up We were singing to Mother Love Bone And then came
on Temple of the Dog All standing together in a circle Sound cutting through my gin soaked fog Soon we'll all meet up 'Cause We're all joined like notes in a chorus I'm hopping on that plane today I know we're all going different ways and I find it hard never
knowing the future But I know we got to go to come back and stay Soon we'll all meet up See you soon |
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