Hoarse vocals delivering 12 mid-tempo or slow, contemplative songs with well-trodden folk-rock structures usually earn a quick "No" from this quarter. McGraw grapples with grand topics: the death of a loved one and/or the Meaning of Life (capitals intended: one envisions Bertie Wooster throwing-away "STERN stuff, Jeeves"). When McGraw waxes emphatic without engaging music, I'm checking my Facebook. The more laidback material is like a spontaneous diary: poetic imagery being croaked into a microphone + the bright percussion of banjo or finger-picked guitar gurgling like a brook.
Haunting enough to segue with Tom Waits is a cover of Leonard Cohen's "The Faith": "The cross on every hill/ A star, a minaret/ So many graves to fill/ Love, aren't you tired yet?" "Young Men" is the one I'm least likely to want to live without: it's the kind of nice that Gordon Lightfoot would probably have welcomed into his repertoire. But I doubt Lightfoot ever spouted a line this dazzling: "Wounds are like diamonds or demons at play." And McGraw does an ingenious reworking of Billy Joel's "My Life."
I guess we'll never hear McGraw covering "Take the Skinheads Bowling." Still, how many artists are willing to go into such deep territory, let alone set up a tent and camping stove?
Hoarse vocals delivering 12 mid-tempo or slow, contemplative songs with well-trodden folk-rock structures usually earn a quick "No" from this quarter. McGraw grapples with grand topics: the death of a loved one and/or the Meaning of Life (capitals intended: one envisions Bertie Wooster throwing-away "STERN stuff, Jeeves"). When McGraw waxes emphatic without engaging music, I'm checking my Facebook. The more laidback material is like a spontaneous diary: poetic imagery being croaked into a microphone + the bright percussion of banjo or finger-picked guitar gurgling like a brook.
Haunting enough to segue with Tom Waits is a cover of Leonard Cohen's "The Faith": "The cross on every hill/ A star, a minaret/ So many graves to fill/ Love, aren't you tired yet?" "Young Men" is the one I'm least likely to want to live without: it's the kind of nice that Gordon Lightfoot would probably have welcomed into his repertoire. But I doubt Lightfoot ever spouted a line this dazzling: "Wounds are like diamonds or demons at play." And McGraw does an ingenious reworking of Billy Joel's "My Life."
I guess we'll never hear McGraw covering "Take the Skinheads Bowling." Still, how many artists are willing to go into such deep territory, let alone set up a tent and camping stove?