The first drum roll hits, and everything's fine, It is impossible for me to write anything but an emotional review of this. The Black Saint and the Sinner Lady is free, or appears to be at first blush, and to be honest with you, I didn't get it at first, But it;s all a matter of hearing it at the right time and place, turning your brain off, and letting it hit you. There is no record in the world that sums up the pain of unrequited love better. I tend to think of the instruments as characters, The tuba is the primal urge, the trumpet (whatever it is) is the worrying nagging obsession. The drums are cool, perfect, throwing everything else into emotional contrast. The saxophones are wistfulness, and lust. The piano is the world weary cynic. And then there is the lady.
That's it
Anger and pain
A part of me since I first heard it. |
