I call my hallway a room.

This is the kind of song that should be about 1 minute 50 seconds.

A coda of bittersweet brevity.

I'm not sure what mark to give this.

The Actual songs were good. A bit too 70s singer songwriter, a bit too music theatre, but good.

But the whole was a behemoth that wore me out by the half hour mark.

Wendy's gone all quiet…


I'm

It is over.

I felt that all the songs on it were good - and some were great - but too many of them were in the same vein, and they all seemed to have the same string arrangement, meaning it became a bit of a feat of endurance in its second half. I also missed the sense of humour that's been apparent in her lyrics in the past. I shall give it 4 stars, as its individual components are excellent but it lacks the variety and lightness of touch of her earlier albums.

Maybe we should do You Gotta Sin to Get Saved at some point? That's a much lighter and more fun album and is so unlike this one, it's hard to credit it's the work of the same woman.

The Call of the Wendigo wrote:

Maybe we should do You Gotta Sin to Get Saved at some point? That's a much lighter and more fun album and is so unlike this one, it's hard to credit it's the work of the same woman.

It's also a lot shorter.

I'd imagine if you put the time into this, sat down and read all the lyrics listened to a lot, it could end up being the best album eva.


Alas it's not 1974 and people ain't no got time for that any more.

There also seemed to be a lack of humour. Or at least one I could find.

Gash, lol.

WhatDoesThisButtonDo? wrote:

Is this about Jesus?

Could be. She's written about him before.

Nightjar wrote:

WhatDoesThisButtonDo? wrote:

If you're going to say that Ginger Squawker I'll going to have to ask you to step outside.

Oh, I thought you were going to say

This is the first one of these to reach 10 pages.

Then it's the only album that went on for 3 hours.

Nightjar wrote:

This is quite a long album.

Makes me feel a bit better about my Wu-Tang commentary thread.

Or Welcome Back My Friends To The Show That Never Ends - Ladies And Gentlemen; Emerson, Lake & Palmer

Crikey.

Well...

Crikey.

Did I already say that?


Crikey.


Pretty good - you could say self-indulgent - but then again you could reasonably argue that any artist with her experience, obvious talent and drive is entirely entitled to create an album about anything they want and, if their label's OK with it, as long as they want.

I think I'll be revisiting the record, song by individual song.

Joni Mitchell, who I hold in the highest esteem and affection, never sought to cram so much into a single album - Don Juan's Reckless Daughter apart (but even that LP was languorusly

WhatDoesThisButtonDo? wrote:

This has got a thread on the Steve Hoffman forum

https://forums.stevehoffman.tv/threads/maria-mckee-announces-new-album-la-vita-nuova-due-3-13-2020.895553/page-1

The master tapes of all her albums with Geffen destroyed in a fire.

Someone's not voted.

I bet I've put it in the final score.

That ButtonZ guy who got banned probably didn't vote.

There's a disc 2 of a Macca double that didn't get voted on nyva.