While I think "I Want to See the Bright Lights Tonight" is Richard and Linda Thompson's best album (and quite possibly one of the 10 best of all time),
"Shoot out the Lights" is what I want to hear when the mood calls for gut-wrenching, absolute introspection of the soul.
This is harrowing stuff: despair, loss, fear, and indifference are coupled with spare production and Thompson's blazing guitar, which is alternately melodic and machine-gun like. Linda's voice drips with beauty, resignation and world-weariness.
When she follows the line "walking on a wire," with "and I'm falling," you feel like you're tumbling right down with her, waiting for the inevitable thud when you hit the ground. And you don't know whether to be afraid, or feel some sort of reassurance that the landing will bring relief.
"Shoot out the Lights" is what I want to hear when the mood calls for gut-wrenching, absolute introspection of the soul.
This is harrowing stuff: despair, loss, fear, and indifference are coupled with spare production and Thompson's blazing guitar, which is alternately melodic and machine-gun like. Linda's voice drips with beauty, resignation and world-weariness.
When she follows the line "walking on a wire," with "and I'm falling," you feel like you're tumbling right down with her, waiting for the inevitable thud when you hit the ground. And you don't know whether to be afraid, or feel some sort of reassurance that the landing will bring relief.
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