Autumn Ferment Rec.
Flake Brown : Help The Overdog (UK-SC,2008)****'
I found some resemblance with Ivor Cutler in Flake Brown’s humoristic approach, although Flake Brown’s visions are much more like surreal poetry, chasing ghosts and fearful visions with an overdone smile, just like in the early 60s they laughed away some fears with horror bop visions of aliens, Draculas and woolfemen.
“senorita, your lovely hair kicking in the moonlight, its dangerous curves gleam wretched fingers like a bat, love, and wrecked skulls gripe in liquid nothing… …Oh why did I have to reveal my neural bones to you on that night when the whole sky seemed to piss upon me?...” to give an idea… Such visions can become really poetic :“when February bones strip the autumn of its skin and Spring spills its blood out of the shoreline… …and when autumn breezes blow back a spell upon your brow I long for the quiet of a sea babe” not always with a ready solution, and often remaining like in an Alice in Strangerland.
The guitar pieces are from funny to blood dripping serious, the melodies are something like that as well, but it’s not always cabaret-folk (remember Bernd Witthüser’s Songs from vampires, nuns and the dead, 1970), with a beautiful voice that can go bone deep with its baritone, and with incredible variety, both in technique (guitar), as well as in mood. Highly recommended !
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