This
second album from Melbourne, Australia's Lynchpin is packed full
of pleasant mid-tempo numbers with heartfelt sentiments. Hand-Picked
Words builds on the melodic tendencies of their debut, again providing
a full sound that belies the fact that they're only a trio.
Guitarist/lead
vocalist Andy Kirkland, drummer Glen King and bassist Dave Stevens
have been together for a decade or so, and the tight sound reflects
that long-term togetherness. While their previous effort was lauded
in the US and Japan, they've remained a fairly well kept secret
in their native Australia. This collection of pretty and well-produced
songs should change that.
Shane
O'Mara (Ice Cream Hands) and Richard Pleasance (Paul Kelly, Suzannne
Vega) produced and mixed the new one, while Jonathan Wyner (Aimee
Mann, Nirvana) mastered it. This team has brought a suitably lush
feel to the music, while still able to maintain an intimacy that
serves the songs.
"So
Damn Obvious," the album's first single, is a cute, upbeat
tale of one who is oblivious to the "head over heel" attentions
of a woman he thinks is out of his league. Already this infectious
song has gotten airplay on Australian radio and the band has performed
it on a few TV shows there.
The follow up to that will be "C'mon
Baby Now," another very catchy tune, this one exploring
the difficulties of trust in a relationship: "C'mon baby now
/ poison me with lies you cannot keep / I'm reflecting now / and
wondering just how on earth I'll sleep /
this secret's hard to keep / C'mon baby now / coincidence is just
a term you try /
cheap protection from the feelings that you know you can't deny
/ do your rules still apply?"
Trust
is also the subject of "Under
My Guard," a sweet ballad about the inadvertent armor we
create around ourselves in relationships. This song is driven by
the rhythm section of King and Stevens, and features some nice organ
work from guest Matthew Vehl.
Lynchpin
knows how to create melodic pop that resonates in a big way. "Don't
Talk About Us," the CD opener, is a delicious plea for
agreed upon deception. The couple's no longer together, but "no
matter what they say, don't talk about us" is the request.
The wonderful chorus shows by example exactly how it's handled:
"I'm fine / I'm fine, thank you / thanks for asking but I'm
fine / and she's fine / she's great, thank you / thanks for asking
but she's fine." Dave Stevens provides some impressive bass
work on this one. Musically, Lynchpin's sound references the early
work of Crowded House, with Kirkland's vocals reminiscent of a younger
Neil Finn. The song "Inside
Her Head" (and its arrangement) sounds very much like it
could be a Finn/Crowded House composition, while "It's
Too Late" also recalls that magical early Crowded House
sound (even down to the organ solo).
Still,
Lynchpin's sound is very much their own, with harmonies and musical
accents that fill the headphones, yet remain spare enough to convey
the emotions behind the lyrics' intent.
Kirkland
plays some sweet jangly guitar on the haunting "Is
There Anyone Out There," a soft song that looks for someone
in the universe as kindred spirit, feeling the same way about chasing
down a love as some comet racing across the sky.
Another
highlight is the uptempo "It's
All Good," wherein a man is transformed by his ladylove
into doing and acting differently, visiting concertos, opera, art
galleries, etc. without regrets: "I'd rather shop than go to
the game / my seasons tickets have gone down the drain."
Harmonies
drive "Jessica,"
a dulcet and dear farewell to an intriguing love. Perhaps the most
beautiful song here though is the delicate "Four
In The Morning," a tune of wistful regrets and lonely longing
bathed in strings (ably provided by Mary Johnston and Willem Van
Der Vis).
Playful
lyrics dominate "Breathing
Down My Neck," featuring lines like this: "the trigger
happy locomotive that I call defense / has now been crushed by the
mortar and the pestle on the bench / and you're insightful in a
dubious way / and as I rifle through the games that you play."
"Why
Don't You Face It," a musical examination of a doomed illicit
love affair between a married man and his secretary, has a Glenn
Tilbrook/Squeeze feel to it, as well as a hint of Neil Finn's "Sinner."
These
fourteen songs are a very strong sophomore effort (thirteen listed
tracks, plus a bonus-hidden string and vocals only version of "Don't
Talk About Us"). Lynchpin has matured some as a band, concentrating
on their song craft, seeking respect more than popularity this time
around (though one can follow the other).
These
tracks cover traditional relationship issues (trust, deception,
loneliness and more) in intelligent ways, but couch them in mellifluous
melodies that get put across with a healthy serving of vocal honesty
and soul. Hand-Picked Words features songs that happily will stick
in your heart and mind for a long time to come.
Melbourne
pop band Lynchpin have made several good moves with their second
album. One of them was hiring producer Shane O'Mara. He brings a
rich but not overloaded feeling, similar to that he produced on
the most recent Icecream Hands album. The other good move was resisting
the urge to get too energetic, preferring to play in the sandpit
of mid-tempo songs in which soul rather than beat matters.
Second
album from this Australian trio, whose debut was comprised of tunes
dating back to 1998. Singer Andy Kirkland often sounds like the
Oz version of Glen Tilbrook. Kirkland's effortless white soul voice
aches with tenderness. Augmented by the rhythm section of Glen King
(drums) and Dave Stevens (bass), the band envelopes with warmth,
using temperate mid-tempo grooves as the foundation for the alternatively
pleading, sad and wistful/hopeful melodies. For the most part, this
album builds on the strengths of the first record, as the songs
are in the vein of Squeeze and early Crowded House (falling somewhere
in between, actually), and have some nifty observational lyrics.
My favorite cut is the spunky pub-rocking "It's
All Good", about a guy who is whipped by his girlfriend,
if you know what I mean. Actually, he's kind of liking it, yet kind
of wondering if maybe it's going too far: "I'd rather shop
than go to the game/my season's tickets have gone down the drain."
This song would be a good follow up to the single "So
Damn Obvious", where Kirkland tells a mate to open up eyes
and do a pull on the girl whose been mistakenly placed in the "too
hard basket". This song builds from light chukka-chukka guitar
to some ringing lead parts in the chorus -- when the summery backing
vocals kick in during the guitar solo, you know this song belongs
in the winner's circle. Probably the main flaw with the album is
that it could use a couple more temperate tunes like these. But
this doesn't mean the primarily mid-tempo and slow numbers aren't
up to snuff. "Four
in the Morning" is augmented by strings and really spotlights
Kirkland's wonderful pipes -- a heartbreaker of a tune. Even better
is "Why
Don't You Face It", which incisively looks at a woman running
around with a married co-worker (Squeeze comparisons are very appropo
here too). And loping songs like "Under
My Guard" just feel good. I would love to see Lynchpin
find a producer on par with a Brad Jones, who could allow them to
continue to follow their ambitions. This is literate, catchy and
full of heart.
There
is something extra special about Oz pop trio Lynchpin. Oh sure,
their jangly pop agenda seems familiar enough as many Oz bands trade
in the formula. Okay so their obvious influences would no doubt
include the usual suspects viz. Big Star, Gram Parsons, Teenage
Fanclub and maybe Crowded House.
So
what is it exactly?
It
could be an inherent charm or an instinctive verve that goes beyond
the mechanics of a simple pop song. Fact is, I catch a glimpse of
John Lennon circa 1962 - 1965 in much of Lynchpin’s music on
this excellent disc. Songs like the enthralling “Don’t
Talk About Us,” the hypnotic “C’mon
Baby Now,” the gorgeous “Under
My Guard” and the like capture the essence that made the
early Lennon work irresistible and yet provocative. Highest recommendation.
We
enjoyed the debut of Lynchpin "18 Eleven" for a lot of
reasons we *love* the sophomore album "Hand-Picked Words".
More breathless harmonies, flawless melodies and a strong spirit
of the quieter moments of The Posies. But it's all here in stronger,
more focused and highly enjoyable songs. You'll hear plenty of the
finer moments of Crowded House, The Rembrandts, Stephen Duffy and
Michael Penn all over this 13 song winner. But early Posies is still
a defining inspirational center. Co-lead singers Andy Kirkland and
Glen King have perfectly blended voices that compliment each other
to add a new layer to the production. There's an emotional center
on this release that grounds it at every turn. It's a confident
assertion of what they do best.....sing. And sing like birds. But
this time, the songs are so much stronger and driven by more energy,
which have memorable and happily nagging melodies. Extremely Highly
Recommended.