Saturday Looks Good To Me – One Kiss Ends It All album review

The melodic musings of one Fred Thomas find an outlet on One Kiss Ends It All, the new album by the Michigan musical mastermind; yet another collection of generally well written tunes to add to an already sizable output. There is an overriding sense of melancholy that permeates the whole experience of listening to this album, as if the listener is privy to some kind of reminiscence.

The opening track possesses some kind of ethereal magic attached to it, some kind of psychedelic spiritual something that drifts in the ether. From there, we move on to a string of ‘dated-yet-new’ sounds which are subject to the meticulous production values he is apparently known for. Vocals are layered with psycho-acoustic spaciousness, while instrumental tracks are subject to various fading and flanging effects.

The music sounds like sixties pop passed through Pro Tools. The amount of production work on one track as ofttimes stunning in its depth. The man obviously spent a lot of time planning the whole album; there is an overriding sense of architecture to the whole thing, not just a bunch of songs with some album art tacked on top. The overriding sense of songcraft is well suited to the recent antiquity of the style.

On top of the production wizardry and obvious love of crafting an album as a self-contained musical unit, the songwriting is really solid. While borrowing liberally from music traditions of the very recent past, Thomas manages to personalize the experience. Gifted with a strong sense of melody, he welds this melodic sensibility to a rhythmicized chordal style well suited to the demands of his idiosyncratic medium.

By Paul Paradis

Paul is a musician, writer, and teacher living in Tacoma. When not engaged in the endless task of raising his six year old whirling dervish James Sparhawk, he spends his time creating music, pursuing a bachelor's, working out, and living. He is originally from the east coast: Worcester, Mass. born, and Providence, RI bred. Having traveled around some, the Pacific Northwest tends to feel more and more like home with each passing day, Very similar to New England in some ways, but different in a way that is refreshing. Rock on.

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