Imagine
Bono permanently stepping out of U2. That's the herculerian task
the solo Mark Seymour has set himself. For years he was one part
of a powerful unit, Hunters And Collectors, Mark its vocal and lyrical
core. And then that Australian musical institution saw no adventurous
way forward and decided to go of its own accord rather than fade
away. In the middle of that self-destruction Mark Seymour released
a first solo album, something that had been in his mind for a long
time, but somehow there was never enough time. Now it was important.
The result, 'King Without A Clue' was dark and stark, sounding like
it was, the Hunters singer naked musically, intense and in your
face, desperate to be heard. Three years on, the Hunters is behind
him and Mark Seymour has zeroed in on his personal strengths, an
ability to write a goddam good song - melodically and lyrically
- and sing it with passion. With his second solo album he has managed
to flip the coin on the first. The songs outshine the intensity.
It's also as if suddenly a whole lot of other musical solutions
opened up to him, both as a songwriter and as a singer. 'See You
Around' (written with Daryl Braithwaite) sounds like something some
testosterone-fuelled harmonizing boy band should grab to score themselves
a big hit. The single 'Don't You Know Me?' is not worlds away from
a Crowded House style tortured love song. 'Ready To Go' (about deaths
in custody) is the kind of urgent roots rock found on 'King Without
A Clue'. The musical spectrum has broadened dramatically, with the
essential Mark Seymour still uncompromisingly at the core. The songs
all have something to say. Threading though the traditionally intelligent
lyrics is the tempestuous relationship between man and woman, the
Mark Seymour staple. At the end of the album he throws in a 'hidden'
new version of 'Throw Your Arms Around Me'. With the twelve strong
and varied new performances which have preceded it, Mark lets us
know that he doesn't need to shrink away from the song which shadows
his career. The Hunters may have wanted to get out from under that
shadow. The solo Mark Seymour doesn't need to. Songs like 'Throw
Your Arms Around Me' are his stock in trade. With 'One Eyed Man'
Mark Seymour claims his territory.
Imagine
Bono permanently stepping out of U2. That's the herculerian task
the solo Mark Seymour has set himself. For years he was one part
of a powerful unit, Hunters And Collectors, Mark its vocal and lyrical
core. And then that Australian musical institution saw no adventurous
way forward and decided to go of its own accord rather than fade
away. In the middle of that self-destruction Mark Seymour released
a first solo album, something that had been in his mind for a long
time, but somehow there was never enough time. Now it was important.
The result, 'King Without A Clue' was dark and stark, sounding like
it was, the Hunters singer naked musically, intense and in your
face, desperate to be heard. Three years on, the Hunters is behind
him and Mark Seymour has zeroed in on his personal strengths, an
ability to write a goddam good song - melodically and lyrically
- and sing it with passion. With his second solo album he has managed
to flip the coin on the first. The songs outshine the intensity.
It's also as if suddenly a whole lot of other musical solutions
opened up to him, both as a songwriter and as a singer. 'See You
Around' (written with Daryl Braithwaite) sounds like something some
testosterone-fuelled harmonizing boy band should grab to score themselves
a big hit. The single 'Don't You Know Me?' is not worlds away from
a Crowded House style tortured love song. 'Ready To Go' (about deaths
in custody) is the kind of urgent roots rock found on 'King Without
A Clue'. The musical spectrum has broadened dramatically, with the
essential Mark Seymour still uncompromisingly at the core. The songs
all have something to say. Threading though the traditionally intelligent
lyrics is the tempestuous relationship between man and woman, the
Mark Seymour staple. At the end of the album he throws in a 'hidden'
new version of 'Throw Your Arms Around Me'. With the twelve strong
and varied new performances which have preceded it, Mark lets us
know that he doesn't need to shrink away from the song which shadows
his career. The Hunters may have wanted to get out from under that
shadow. The solo Mark Seymour doesn't need to. Songs like 'Throw
Your Arms Around Me' are his stock in trade. With 'One Eyed Man'
Mark Seymour claims his territory.