Issue #62
May
04 Every so often we receive a CD that perfectly illustrates what IndepenDisc is all about...
From out of left field comes an unassuming CD which, once placed in the disc player,
refuses to leave, forcing us to tell people about how captivating it is, inspiring us to
spread the word
Minutes From Midnight is such a CD.
Ian Charles is a man preaching musical
salvation. His use of poetry is like that of no others since the hey day of a young Bob
Dylan. Throw in the feel of Woody Guthrie and the road weary traveler of Jack Kerouac and
we have a mirror image of Neil Diamonds Brother Love, except this Traveling
Salvation Show is brought to the masses from a musical disciple on the run from every
thing that could possibly haunt him.
11:55 has long been the metaphor for being as close to the end as possible
Minutes From Midnight is Ian Charles song cycle of how and why he
walked to the edge, yet instead of jumping he took a leap of faith: Faith in music, Faith
in the power of healing that a song can deliver, and Faith in life that can be taken in
and reflected on for the better due to the insight of musical purity. He has seen the
promise land through music and has been inspired to share it with us through his
experiences both in life and in song.For a
long time I spent my time / Worrying about things that didnt mean a thing,
he opens with. Parallel
is sung using a vocal that automatically reveals a rough traveled life gathered together
with a lot of too fast and too soon the ancient tribal beats chase down a man
running from himself. It Relates a ripped-from-the-bare-soul confession, which is anointed
with the promise of to spread the word I heard
on a twelve inch wonder. Yet as far as he runs and as much as he preaches the
word, there is still the fact that Far away in
the back of my mind / the parallels that I cant hide from / Save Me. But
it isnt the parallels that will save him. He cries to be saved *from* them Took a breath and reached for my lord / and knew I
had a long way to go. What follows are 12 more songs that personify his lord,
the music, and the long way it came about to Save Him. Yet, this isnt a religious
sermon; it is a spiritual one, delivered by a unique talent that has had the gods of music
uplift him with an epiphany he must share.
New Traditional is the best way to describe the Acoustic Folk, Sonic
Rock, Gospel Soul sound that meshes silky smooth vocals, that pronounce passion and bring
to mind the elocution of Dan Fogelberg, Cat Stevens, Johnny Cash, James Taylor and Paul
Simon, with musical compositions that paint landscapes so real, so familiar, that with the
close of your eyes you are easily transported to the scene in which the song/story unfolds
and takes place. Both lyrics and music capture together what each accomplishes separately,
but when melded as one, bring a fulfilling sense of achievement. It is done through the
amazing writing of Ian Charles (vocals,
acoustic & electric guitars, spinet piano, Wurlitzer, Hammond B-3, drums, percussion,
harmonica), the solid playing of Eric Michael
Lichter (Hammond T-200, Korg, ARP string ensemble, Wurlitzer, bass, electric guitar,
slide acoustic guitar, piano) and Dick Neal
(Banjo, Dobro, electric guitar, mandolin), and with guest appearances by Peter Kazaleh (electric guitar), Mace Vitale (bass), and Jeremy Lichter (electric guitar). These guys
produce a sound so full that youll spend many spins just discovering new most
favorite musical highlights sprinkled throughout each and every song A joy
that true music fans never grow tired of.
Just about every song on this CD has something special to say, and something unique to
add, and something that Id just love to expound on
But, for the sake of space
Ill attempt to (briefly) highlight a few more (while commenting on others)
Paint You A Picture is absolute
poetry in a love song that contains two lines that touch my heart. I wanna wait in line with you / I wanna sneak you into
the show. Its so pure that when he alludes to how some sadness tore them
apart and then as a preamble to a crying harmonica he confesses, I wanna see you as Im dying / I will love you
forever, you melt into the beauty of the song. It is also where we get the first
Coda of many. Its been a while since I can remember an artist using a coda to allow
the song to reverberate through us after it has ended, but Ian Charles not only puts one in, he sprinkles
many in throughout the CD, and all of them work with the material in a way thats
both moving and penetrating.
Lonely
Symphony again brings a Bob Dylan sensibility into the poetic styling of the
romantic snapshot of a man sitting on a balcony. He observes a weeping woman across the
way talking to herself and wonders about her. As he does, he sings his thoughts aloud
accompanied by a solemn electric piano, and a lone guitar plucking. He wonders why her
suitors have been rejected and asks, How did
the boys that serenade you come to walk away / why did their songs fall flat? As
he sings this, she hears the words and realizes that he has made a correlation with her
and her heartache, causing her to stop crying in order to listen to his serenade. It
connects her to a point of spiritual bliss, and he recognizes this: Cant help but notice as I sing my lonely symphony
/ That your tears and your lone conversation have stopped. With an off guard
resounding note he stops, and the song stops, leaving us astounded.
Destination:
A
Dusty Road takes us to a point that only a masterful painting can. The
music, relying on big lush cymbals, Hammond organ, simple acoustics, and a host of
instruments, presents all we need to see and feel of this lone and sorrowful dusty road.
The atmosphere created by this tripping musical conglomeration hangs heavy over the weary
drifter who walks this desolate stretch with no purpose but that of suffering for
salvation: His name he says is Jesus.
And with that we are left to draw our own conclusions as to the allegory, whether implied
or not again classic Dylan takes us by surprise.
While many others deserve ink, Ill point out that Charlie
is a perfect companion to James Velvets John Alley, having that distinct
medieval sound that Traffic used so well on John Barleycorn. Its no
surprise that James long time collaborator, Dick
Neal, weighs in heavy here with a picking mandolin that has all hell threatening to
break loose at any minute. You can see and feel the sinisterness seething like a satanic
version of Led Zeppelins Bron-Yr-Aur.
But its I Saw The Sun Go Down that defines Ian Charles. This protest song is as poetic a
musical statement as that of Blowin In The Wind. Against a subdued yet
driving bass and drum rhythm, a tambourine and mandolin lead a document of a day which
outlines the horror of war and the devastation that the political agenda of current day Washington
has brought to us all in the course of a simple day. Haunting and brief it delivers the
message not with a heavy hand, but a heavy heart. Its 2:44 that covers every
anti-war protest since the 60s and rebirths them into the 00s at a time when
they are needed.
Instead of ending there, we get one more to close this music revival. Call it A Song
is sung in a riveting sweet soul sound of a stunning Otis Redding vocal floating over a
church organ. This gospel reading ties up the disc as presented in the opening: That faith
in music can be the salvation that not only saves you, but makes your life pertinent.
So today the choirs of the valley / Are
singing of salvation. We can hear the choirs, we can hear the choirs of Ian Charles, we are saved by the music, and we are
inspired to spread the word
Minutes From Midnight by
Ian Charles
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