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Do you feel like taking a walk through
a 50 minute garden of tone poems? Then stroll along through Laurence
Jubers' "Altered Reality." This, his 6th CD, is quintessential
Juber. A master of acoustic finger style guitar work, this solo
album is his journey through a dozen moods and a dozen images.
Each cut on this album was brought into creation from an image
in LJs' mind.
The first cut, "Nighthawk," takes
the listener on the dark journey of a night predator. LJs' first
rate fingerwork, and rhythmic hand slaps, convey the fiercely
flapping wings, the soaring glides and dives of the predator
of the night skies.
"Still Warm" is a romantic piece
that pours forth very tender feelings and sweet images of a moment
in the life of a pair of lovers. It's gentle and warmhearted,
conjuring pictures in the mind of a prolonged afternoon spent
in the unhurried embrace of true love.
"Fountain Jumping" is happy,
mischievous and light! It is exactly what it's title implies
- a lively frolic in a park's fountain during a hot summer day.
High-spirited, infectious laughter, and shrieks of delight are
almost heard springing out from this refreshing summer spray.
LJ paints a picture for us of Beale St.
in Memphis, and a wounded bird. "Fall Of A Sparrow"
is very bluesy, and quite sad. Despite LJs' own static description
of this imagery, this piece has a feeling of movement to it.
It progresses down the street, glimpsing the other folks on the
sidewalks, or perhaps it just follows the eventual passing of
the sparrow. This music has life in it, albeit melancholy, and
it's not an unpleasant journey.
Another journey with a different edge to
it is "Cat Hill," the 10th cut on the album, and a
wistful and nostalgic voyage back in time. This composition lingers
in the halcyon vapor of memory; the innocence of youth as seen
through the eyes of a well-travelled and gentle man. Bittersweet
and heartwarming all at once, I was sorry this number had to
end.
Some of the images are somber and forboding,
others bright, full of promise and joy. This collection of works
is just like a small volume of poetry. Each piece has a different
cast, a different sensation, and yet they are all tied together
by a common thread - the beauty and artistry of the sound of
a master musician and a single guitar. |