By The Load-Out Affairs Desk
“Jackson Browne may represent the ultimate singer-songwriter from the ultimate singer-songwriter era: Los Angeles in the early 1970s,” Mark Guarino writes for the Sun-Times. “But like every good story, there’s a better back story, and in Browne’s musical biography that constitutes David Lindley, whose guitar work provided the perfect emotional counterweight to Browne’s melancholic lyrics and sad, thoughtful vocals.
“Lindley’s guitar stopped being heard on Browne’s albums once synthesizers started being heard on them – it was the 1980s, after all – and the two musicians only just recently regrouped for a live album and now a tour. Because Browne’s name still tops the bill and the set list had no surprises, the sold-out show at the Chicago Theatre on Thursday was less a reunion than a revisiting of a signature sound between two collaborators that neither recaptured in their 30 years apart.”
A couple highlights and bonus back-video:
1. A debt that I owe, on a bet that I lost.
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2. Don’t think too badly of one left holding sand.
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And while we’re here, also featuring David Lindley in Chicago on Soundstage 1976:
1. Such an empty surprise to feel so alone.
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2. Chasing songs from town to town.
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3. That hollow sounds of your own steps in flight.
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Comments welcome.
Posted on September 27, 2010