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Glasgow Herald October 9, 2004 When the seminal Whole Wide World was his first release on the legendary Stiff label, even the poncey NME would not have called Eric Goulden a poet and sound artist, but that's what he is now and (with the benefit of hindsight) what he was then. His recent shambolic (but endearing) anecdote-laden live gigs have given no hint of the scary material on his first album since his repatriation from France. Using a unique mix of retro-tech, sampling and conventional instruments, Eric plumbs the depths of his dysfunctional domesticity and less-than-cheery personal history and creates with his disarming dishonesty, a thing of challenging beauty. If this disc has any antecedents, they lie in the art of Tracey Emin. Put on your brave ears and listen. Review by Keith Bruce |
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is quite possibly the best review I've ever had in my life. The only
thing I could argue with is the word anecdote - I sometimes
tell stories onstage but they aren't anecdotes. An anecdote is a thing
of no particular consequence -I always aim for consequence in my live
sts, even though I don't always achieve it. What I'm trying to do is
build a complete picture and everything is there for a reason. |