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Archer is a funny guy. You never quite know when you’re going to see him again or what on earth he’s been doing in the meantime. And you never quite know what strange things he’s going to say, or what kind of songs he’s going to sing. Or what kind of album he’s going to come out with for that matter. He’s got raucous songs, and bawdy songs, and classic old vaudeville style comedy songs and classically structured little two minute nuggets of country brilliance. But those aren’t the songs on this album. This is a collection of songs that all share a certain mood. Some of them are sweet and some are sad and some are slyly humorous, but they all have this sense of rambling. A resigned sort of wandering sadness. As he sings his songs about bushrangers and time machines and the fire that burnt his house down, his rich craggy voice meanders all over the place, his guitar rolling along, sending odd misplucked notes ringing out into the ether and rolling on through them. You get the feeling these are the kind of songs he sings when he’s alone, just staring out the window. And consequently it’s the kind of record you want to put on and just stare out the window and into Archer’s mind. And then when it finishes you want to put it on again. I’ve been listening to it all week, and when side two finishes, I just put on side one again. And I get a little more each time.
- Richie1250
- poundrecords.com