REID PALEY
Revival
© 2000 Reid Paley/The Monkey's Paw
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Ballsy, bluesy, stripped-down Rock Noir, swinging country, and ballads that all manage to be haunting, heartbreaking & hilarious at the same time. Great timeless songs, unforgettable lyrics, an instant classic. The Reid Paley Trio in top form.
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First off, check out the new Reid Paley Trio album Approximate Hellhound.
Ahem.
Critically acclaimed professional wise guy Reid Paley is known as much for his killer live sets as his booze & damnation songwriting and a big resounding voice that’s all his own.
This original American rock belter has torn up stages all over the US and Europe, both as A Man & His Guitar, and with his white-hot trio.
Revival follows the much-lauded solo debut Lucky's Tune (produced by mythic rock deity and Pixies mastermind Frank Black a.k.a. Black Francis).
Reid Paley is also the co-writer with Frank Black of a bunch of songs. The ones that appear on Mr. Black’s albums are "Don't Get Me Wrong" [on Christmass], "I'm Not Dead (I'm In Pittsburgh)", "Golden Shore", "Dog Sleep", "Down To You" [on Fast Man Raider Man], and "Another Velvet Nightmare" [on Honeycomb].
Revival features the inestimable talents of Mr. James Murray working the trap kit and Mr. Robert Lee Oliver on bass. And Paley continues to beat the living hell out of his '55 Gretsch. Produced by studio guru and legendary multi-instrumentalist Eric Drew Feldman (Frank Black, PJ Harvey, Captain Beefheart, Pere Ubu, Snakefinger, and his own Knife & Fork, to name but a few).
And that's it boys & girls. These opening lines from Lucky's Tune ought to make it all at least semi-clear:
Candy from a baby never tastes like it should
Now I'm thinking maybe I just don't know what's good
Ain't so rough
Give me one chance
I'll fuck it up.
Ah, forget it. Here's what some other people have to say:
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"A voice to turn good girls bad...Maybe crazy but damn exciting"
--The Village Voice
"A proudly weird talent with a nervy raw appeal."
--Time Out New York
"Straightforward, sarcastic, funny and gifted at putting a song together."
--New York Press
"Put simply, the Reid Paley Trio knows how to get down. He's got mischief in his eye, Elvis in his joints, and booze everywhere else."
--NYRock
"Reduce-you-to-tears razor wit...Reid Paley ought to be a household name."
--Pittsburgh City Paper
"One of the East Coast's best-kept secrets, his wryly misanthropic schtick is all his own. Live, he is the Bill Hicks of the blues. You need to see him."
--What's On In London
"More messy jazz from a drunken genius."
--City Life, Manchester UK
"Best Of Manhattan"
--New York Press
"Everyone has a favorite drinking album. Right now, mine is REVIVAL."
--Seattle Weekly
REVIVAL "Best 50 Albums of 2000"
--Alternative Press
"Four Stars" (highest rating)
--German Rolling Stone
"For fans of churlish honesty and unaffected one-man shows, REVIVAL is a nonstop riot."
--San Francisco Weekly
"An unholy howl of a voice."
--CMJ
"A soot-black sense of humor as biting as an underfed Rottweiler."
--Cleveland Free Times
"Actually, it's more than one date with this vampiric Brooklyn songwriter - it's four. And lucky us. Paley lives on the darker side of Saturday night, his witty ballads backed by a Czechoslovakian upright bass, a trap kit, and a voice that sounds like a bag of gravel in a blender. Just remember - his drawl is worse than his bite..."
--City Life, Manchester UK
"Classic, damaged to perfection...His music carves it's initials into your heart with a rusty scaffolding bolt."
--MurphGuide
"Though records like Revival drip with talent, sweat and humor, live is the way to experience Paley."
--The Village Voice
"As Baudelaire was the spleen of Paris, Reid Paley is the spleen of New York... How else could he write such messianic blues, such prophetic rock 'n' roll?"
--442éme Rue, Paris
"You can love this album, or you can fear it!"
--Westzeit Magazine, Germany
"Unnerving but all the more impressive for it...Let the good (and bad) times roll."
--ManchesterMusic
"Another impossibly excellent piece of work flying low, under the radar."
--Ink 19
"I sing along with St. Reid as if purity itself hung in the balance...He's a red-blooded Brooklyn storyteller whose gruff, barking vocals and guitar playing will boost your foot tapping into stomping. Songs about hard luck and bastardization never sounded so good."
--The Village Voice
"For all his simplicity, Reid is like nobody else."
--Seattle Weekly
"A great musical attraction...a sort of Sinatra for the disaffected."
--Mississippi Reflector
"A jarring reminder of what rock'n'roll once was and could be again."
--The Washington Times
"Brutally honest and quite funny...Simple forms hit so hard by passion, intelligence and humor that they stretch into something surreal."
--Splendid Magazine
"He commanded the mic and his guitar like a true badass Just Don't Give a Fuck rock star should...A set that rocked right from his explosive opening roar."
--Monsur.org
"Reid Paley has a voice like a chainsaw cutting into a telephone pole. Bourbon-soaked raw emotion, backed by a slapdash-good rhythm section."
--Baltimore City Paper
"Paley is one of...check that, he's the only witty and acerbic songwriter around."
--The Brutarian
"My new favorite band...This white boy can belt out some of the most raucous, foot-thumping, head-nodding blues I have witnessed in a long while...A wonderful storyteller."
--Ink 19
"Paley's exposed-nerve aesthetic comes through loud and clear. He's a raw romantic with a sense of grand drama."
--The Philadelphia Inquirer
"What this world needs is more singers with hell in their voice, something so scarred and crumpled by smoke and bourbon that you know that shit is going down. Thank goodness for Reid Paley."
--The Village Voice
"Reid Paley is the kind of artist Seattle loves."
--The Stranger
"Reid Paley's Revival is Album of the Year: I've gushed about this one several times already. While I only bought it in September, I already consider it to be one of my best drinking buddies."
--Fervor.net
"In an era where Image is King, Paley shares with (Lenny) Bruce the same disdain for bullshit, pretension and knuckleheads everywhere."
--Waterfront Week
"This man's voice is the most unique voice we've ever heard."
--TheCelebrityCafe.com
"Wild, unpredictable and a great writer. Buy his CD."
--The Fevered Brain of RadioMike
"Paley's bare-boned and bloody-knuckled approach grabs you like a shot of tequila that's gone down the wrong pipe."
--Aquarian Weekly
"Don't miss Reid Paley, a gruff, bluesy rock troubadour with a bad attitude."
--The Washington Post
"A monster set of vocal chords, a powerful strain of damnation, the dead-on ring of a classic."
--Chemical Imbalance
"Slightly terrifying. Clearly, Reid Paley has every right to be fucked off with the world, and every right to be drunk, and if we had half the brain he does, we'd probably be drunk too.."
--San Francisco Weekly
"The new 21st century Eastern Urban Blues."
--The Rocket
"A throat like Howlin' Wolf or Screamin' Jay Hawkins. If it was my job to make you buy this, I'd say that the production is handled by Frank Black. However, Lucky's Tune is great enough that I don't have to do any name-dropping."
--Fright X
"Darkly comic. "
--New York Press
"A legend waiting to happen."
--Muzic.com
"What? You want some kind of description of the artist and his music? Just fucking listen to the guy and enjoy his prowess."
-- Frank Black a.k.a. Black Francis
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The Real Roots
author: WWGT -TexasI saw Sir Reid open for Frank Black and loved him ,I bought revival on the spot and have been a fan ever since, RP seems to have struck a chord somewhere deep within my rock n roll, hut out on the tribal plains of rock n roll, or an Irish pub, not sure which... but I LOVE It Sir Reid , do rock on , look forward to the new cd !!
Companionship for smart and lonely drunks
author: Dave in NYRevival is the sound of the voice in your head railing about everything at about 2 o'clock in the morning when you've had your fifth shot of bourbon and your twefth beer. Except that voice is saying things more clearly, honestly and poetically than you ever could yourself.