Samantha Crain & the Midnight Shivers – The Confiscation
I’ve been waiting for this for a while, and it is bloody lovely. Campfires & Battlefields, perhaps one of my oldest readers (in both senses), introduced me to Samantha Crain a few months ago, and I’ve been waiting for this to make an appearance ever since.
It’s quite an old album actually. Samantha recorded it herself and made it available as a self-release a couple of years ago, but since she is now signed to Ramseur Records they thought a formal re-release would be a good thing. Since then the band has stabilised a little and there are plenty of new songs raring to go, so hopefully it won’t be long before we are hearing even more from this particular neck of the Oaklahoma woods.
The record itself is an absolute beauty. The music is basically a kind of gentle, bluesy rock ‘n’ roll, with a little bit of folk folded in there for good measure, but Samantha’s voice has a wonderfully graceful soul quality to it which is the absolute clincher for me. I honestly could listen to her sing all day long. She’s still finding her feet a little as a songwriter and evolving her sound as she does, but this sounds very mature. Maybe it’s the voice, or maybe the slow, confident pace, but it does not sound like the first work of a fledgling musician.
I can’t wait for the new stuff, but until then this is five songs of true beauty, and there is plenty to keep us engaged while we wait.
Samantha Crain & the Midnight Shivers – Beloved, We Have Expired
beautiful and sad and lovely, thanks ever so much xoxoxo
Some voice, eh?
like molasses …..slides down easy, i’m buying it now, damn you, i’ll be broke by xmas if i keep reading your dang blog! xoxo
Oldest? In both senses? You cheeky bastard. I’m only fucking 39 for Chrissakes; it’s not as if I walk about misplacing my teeth and pooping myself. Hardly ever anyway. Love Samantha Crain, though, and am outraged that you got to see her live before I did.
Whee – bait the granddad!
*relieved that Matthew hasn’t worked out my age as of yet! whew! C&B we know the grankids hide the teeth on ya dearie xxoox
Actually, it’s not to do with age. More to do with him leaving comments about mowing the lawn while Mrs. Toad and I are getting royally drunk and playing music too loud. He brings it on himself – show no pity!
oh well then, let the old fart piss and moan LOL
And doesn’t he just.
If it weren’t for this bursitis I’d come over and kick your collective ass.
Pipe down, gramps.
Whippersnapper.
aww i just love the male bonding on these here blogs xoxo
What male bonding? He’s a fucker. I wish he’d just fuck off.*
*Oh come on C&B, you didn’t believe that rubbish did you?