CD: Foy Vance - From Muscle Shoals

Latest from Northern Irish singer-songwriter emulates '60s southern soul with waning results

share this article

Endlessly gigging Northern Irish performer Foy Vance's profile first rocketed after touring with fellow singer-songwriter Ed Sheeran. The pair became pals, Vance went onto support the likes of Elton John, and signed to Sheeran’s Gingerbread Man Records. His fourth album is the first of a themed couple paying tribute to the southern US roots of popular music (the other will hail from Sam Phillips Studios in Memphis). How enjoyable it is depends largely on how the listener feels about what music writer Simon Reynolds terms “retro-mania”.

Muscle Shoals Studios in Alabama (and before that FAME studios, which birthed it) was famously home to a rhythm’n’blues soul sound, first reaching prominence via Otis Redding, Aretha Franklin and their peers, before being further amped by long-haired fans, such as The Rolling Stones and Lynyrd Skynyrd. All that was wrapped up and done by the mid-Seventies, over 40 years ago, but the sound has been endlessly purloined since by everyone from Joss Stone to a trillion please-God-no bar bands covering Wilson Pickett’s version of “Mustang Sally”.

Vance’s album is another in this tradition, full of fervent imitation, with two of Muscle Shoals’ original quartet of session dons on board (Spooner Oldham and David Hood on keys and bass, respectively). Vance has that Rod Stewart/wotsisface-out-of-Stereophonics light gravel voice down, a whiskey-throated passion pastiche. He also has by-the-book pleading soul lyrics, and way too many sashaying, brass-tinted slowies about how it’s too late but he’s “comin’ home” and the like.

The whole mines the past earnestly, with no new musical ground explored. However, there’s an apparently bottomless appetite for this sort of stuff. The word “authenticity” is bandied meaninglessly about. There are a couple of bouncy numbers you can imagine enlivening a movie’s southern bar scenes -  “Good Time Southern Soul”, despite its hackneyed title, is built around an enjoyably crude piano motif, and “Be With Me” is a stomper – but it’s all a bit old hat, with no added new hat to wake things up.

Below: Listen to "Pain Never Heard Me Like Love" by Foy Vance

Comments

Add comment

The content of this field is kept private and will not be shown publicly.

Plain text

  • No HTML tags allowed.
  • Lines and paragraphs break automatically.
  • Web page addresses and email addresses turn into links automatically.
How enjoyable it is depends largely on how the listener feels about what music writer Simon Reynolds terms retro-mania

rating

2

share this article

the future of arts journalism

You can stop theartsdesk.com closing!

We urgently need financing to survive. Our fundraising drive has thus far raised £33,000 but we need to reach £100,000 or we will be forced to close. Please contribute here: https://gofund.me/c3f6033d

And if you can forward this information to anyone who might assist, we’d be grateful.

Subscribe to theartsdesk.com

Thank you for continuing to read our work on theartsdesk.com. For unlimited access to every article in its entirety, including our archive of more than 15,000 pieces, we're asking for £5 per month or £40 per year. We feel it's a very good deal, and hope you do too.

To take a subscription now simply click here.

And if you're looking for that extra gift for a friend or family member, why not treat them to a theartsdesk.com gift subscription?

more new music

A new Renaissance at this Moroccan festival of global sounds
The very opposite of past it, this immersive offering is perfectly timed
Hardcore, ambient and everything in between
A major hurdle in the UK star's career path proves to be no barrier
Electronic music perennial returns with an hour of deep techno illbience
What happened after the heart of Buzzcocks struck out on his own
Fourth album from unique singer-songwriter is patchy but contains gold
After the death of Mimi Parker, the duo’s other half embraces all aspects of his music
Experimental rock titan on never retiring, meeting his idols and Swans’ new album
Psychedelic soft rock of staggering ambition that so, so nearly hits the brief
Nineties veterans play it safe with their latest album