Highlights: Colfax Avenue, I Won’t Slip Up,
Sandman’s Coming, He Told Her The City Was Killing Him
8/10
This is one of those why the hell do you need a review
when you can just look at the album cover situations. There’s this engrossing,
atmospheric darkness swallowing the city with only a few neon signs flashing
out of the night. The effect is both lush and narcotic, and you know you’re in
for a great deal of style.
In Jack Kerouac’s On
The Road, Colfax Avenue is a place of late nights, drugs, prostitutes and
alcohol. While definitely conscious of that, these songs occupy a world of
romance, heartbreak and longing. It’s a world of Paul Westerberg’s regular, but
more soulful and less raw, less desperate. The city (might be Denver, might be
not) is killing you but there’s still chance you will not slip up.
The songs on Colfax
are these beautifully crafted things sung in a way that is both world-weary and
intoxicating. Some tunes are less charismatic and get lost in the process (the
closing “82nd Street” has a beautiful guitar line and a pleasant if
not especially articulate melody), but this is an album that has to be taken as
a whole. In all its bluesy, country-ish, jazzy vibes of hopelessly late hours. Standouts
include “I Won’t Slip Up” that is a tune to get lost in, the sad but strangely
uplifting story titled “He Told Her The City Was Killing Him” and the soft
piano-driven lullaby “Sandman’s Coming” that I could very much imagine on an
early Tom Waits album.
This is thoughtful, mature songwriting for soulful
people. Sung by Amy Boone and written by Richmond Fontaine’s Willy Vlautin. Interestingly,
keyboardist Jenny Conlee is with The Decemberists. The Delines may turn out to
be a one-off project, which is yet another reason to say Colfax is nothing if not special.
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