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Little Honey
Participated by Lucinda Williams
Studio : Lost Highway
by Lost Highway
Release Date : 2008-10-14
Publisher : Lost Highway
Availability : Usually ships in 1-2 business days
EAN : 0602517741737
UPC : 602517741737
Avg. Customer Rating: (based on 30 reviews)
List Price : $13.98
Our Price : $9.65
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Album Description |
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Lucinda Williams has always been adept at painting landscapes of the soul, illuminating the spirit's shadowy nooks and shimmering crannies -- but she's never captured the sun breaking through the clouds as purely as on her new Lost Highway release, Little Honey The album features a duet with Elvis Costello "Jailhouse Tears" Other guest vocalists include Matthew Sweet, Susanna Hoffs, Jim Lauderdale, Tim Easton and Charlie Louvin. The first single "Real Love" is available for download in the Harvardbooksellers MP3 store. |
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End of a golden era |
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After three great recordings in a row, something less than wicked this way comes, cliched and dreary . The presence of the 'guest artists' is a sure sign that the well's run dry. If this is what domestic bliss leads to, one can only - ungenerously - hope Lucinda's newfound serenity is short lived. |
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Some Rockabilly, but still a lot of Soul........ |
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The first three tracks are upbeat and snappy, unlike a lot of Lucinda's earlier works (although Track 2 was apparently written for an album more than 10 years ago!)Then she settles down for a few classic Lucinda type songs (moody & mellow but always a joy to hear)until Mr Costello appears on Track #8. I must admit that I am a HUGE Elvis fan and that his "Monkey Man" album from a few years ago is what turned me on to Lucinda. When I heard her duet with him on that album, I decided to find who she was and I've been a fan of hers ever since. As for "Jailhouse Tears", it's catchy and cute, including their use of four letters words, but unfortunately is a dissappointment after less than a dozen listens.This track that should have been a highlight for me, being a big fan of both performers, actually is this biggest dud on the album. However, this is a terrific album overall and I won't be looking for a refund and I don't think you will either. |
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Little Honey smooth as can be |
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Lucinda Williams is one of our finest singer/songwriters. She's been doing it for years. Her ups and downs are always in her songs. I was fortunate enough to see her at the Belly Up in Aspen. One of the best music clubs around - the sound is unbelievable. Lucinda commented on the quality of it frequently. Little Honey brings her full circle. From the death of her mother and broken engagements, she seems to be appreciating and truly enjoying her next cycle and new love. She still can break your heart, but it's also nice how big she can make you smile. |
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A Disapointed fan |
I love Lucinda's music. I have most of her cd's and enjoy everyone. This new cd has no rhym or reason to it and certainly no songs that I can say I truley love. The Closest is "Circles and X's" but then I see that it was written quite a while ago. I don't want to appear mean, but her music seemed much better to me when she wasn't so happy.
I hope Lucinda returns to her great form on her next work. |
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OK, we get it Lucinda |
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It was hard not to be amazed by Lucinda Williams' first two or three outings (up to 1992's "Sweet Old World" that is) -- fresh, new, different, in your face, interesting. From "Gravel Road" onwards, however (that's 10 years ago, folks), she's been singing the same 6 songs over and over and over and over again, in exactly the same way. OK, we get it, Lucinda. You can write another one now. Or can you? I don't think there's been a more over-promoted, over-hyped performer ever -- endless magazine articles, in depth analyses, TV appearances, best back up musicians in the biz (look at the credits on this one), and a never ending stream of over-produced albums. Seems like everyone's been just desperate, for some reason which I can't fathom, to promote LW as the hottest thing since Billie Holiday, or as some kind of female equivalent of Bob Dylan. But she ain't, and she never will be. Give it up, folks. That's all she wrote. There's no more. She's done. This boring album proves it once again: if you can't shine with the back-up artists on this one, your light's gone out for good. What a waste of Susanna Hoffs, for example. Let's hear another one from her -- please! |
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