Grandiose in a run down country house kind of way. Perhaps a
lament to the old hedges carved to take the form of a pride of
lions, but now, sadly but a shadow of their former sense. A metaphor
that strikes me so much more than when Aslan died in 'The Lion,
Witch and the Wardrobe'. I never really got that.
Jonquil are, despite above literating, a band from Oxford who
released an album way back last year. They sound distant, the
accordian is walking away slowly from something, and taken with
it a bedroom full of orchestration. It all makes me want to join
them. Its like folk music recovering from the revolution:
rejuvenation and lost memories of the songs that rallied them.
- Mike Smith
nothingbutgreenlights.net
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