{"id":980,"date":"2008-08-14T14:57:22","date_gmt":"2008-08-14T13:57:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/dickonedwards.co.uk\/diary\/?p=980"},"modified":"2008-08-17T12:16:45","modified_gmt":"2008-08-17T11:16:45","slug":"reviewing-a-review","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/archive\/reviewing-a-review\/","title":{"rendered":"Reviewing A Review"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.soundsxp.com\/artman2\/publish\/albums\/Fosca_Painted_Side_of_the_Rocket.shtml\">A mixed review of the Fosca album on the SoundsXP website.<\/a><\/p>\n<p>&#8216;Having occupied the position of the most recognisable man on the London gig circuit for many years now, Fosca front man Dickon Edwards&#8230;&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>I hardly ever go to (or play) London gigs at the moment. Clearly I don&#8217;t need to if I&#8217;m still thought to be ubiquitous. Maybe I&#8217;ve left a kind of ghosting effect in my wake.<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;&#8230;Edwards never seems to show any sign of aging&#8230;&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>Can&#8217;t complain about that. Though that said, when I&#8217;ve had this comment in the past, it&#8217;s often been a resentful, backhanded one; paving the way for a line about being all looks and no content.<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;&#8230;Edwards is all too often a case of style over substance&#8230;&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>There you go! That train&#8217;s never late!<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;&#8230;on the plus side, his barnet and the dreadful attempt at an &#8216;oh-ooh&#8217; on opener I&#8217;ve Agreed To Something I Shouldn&#8217;t Have does suggest an alternative career as a Jimmy Saville impersonator awaits&#8230;&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;d draw the line at the shell suits, though.<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;&#8230;Confused And Proud manages to be a minor shoegaze classic despite not featuring any guitars whatsoever.&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>So much for Tom&#8217;s Cocteau Twins-y guitar arpeggios all over the mix. Still, nice to have made a minor shoegaze classic.<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;It&#8217;s notable that the real highlight comes when keyboardist Kate Dornan takes over writing and singing duties on the delightfully jangly Evening Dress at 3pm.&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>Good for Kate, though it&#8217;s actually Rachel singing lead on that track. Different side of the Pennines.<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;Themes of outsiderness, misanthropy and defeatism run through the record like a stick of rock&#8230;&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>I think they mean &#8216;like letters through a stick of rock&#8217;&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;&#8230; suggesting that Edwards retains his unique look as a way of waving two fingers at an uncaring world.&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>Hmmm. I appreciate it might seem that way to some, but that&#8217;s really not my intention one jot. Maybe it was when I was a younger, cockier tyke, but not now, and not on the album either.<\/p>\n<p>I just feel slightly at an angle to the universe (to use the Peter Cook phrase), and think it&#8217;s only fair to dress accordingly, rather than pretend to be something I&#8217;m not. That&#8217;s all. I&#8217;m too polite to wave fingers.<\/p>\n<p>I also bristle uneasily at the idea of misanthropy: I like to think I&#8217;m closer to a New Romantic Ghandi. Or if you will, a Ghandi dandy. Oh, all right, you won&#8217;t.<\/p>\n<p>I wanted the album to be more about acknowledging but resisting that very urge to walk around in a fug of bitterness, accepting &#8211; and embracing &#8211; one&#8217;s individuality without being tiresomely solipsistic and indulgent about it. Hence &#8216;Come Down From The Cross (Someone Needs The Wood)&#8217;. Well, that&#8217;s what I tried to do, anyway. Heigh and indeed ho.<\/p>\n<p>Still, I&#8217;m grateful for the album being reviewed at all.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A mixed review of the Fosca album on the SoundsXP website. &#8216;Having occupied the position of the most recognisable man on the London gig circuit for many years now, Fosca front man Dickon Edwards&#8230;&#8217; I hardly ever go to (or play) London gigs at the moment. Clearly I don&#8217;t need to if I&#8217;m still thought [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-980","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/980","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=980"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/980\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=980"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=980"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=980"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}