Graham Reid | | <1 min read
From time to time Elsewhere will single out a recent release we recommend on vinyl, like this which comes with an insert of the lyrics which are very important to an understanding of this very personal album affected by a relationship break-up and the death of a parent.
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After a series of increasingly interesting singles in the past decade under his own name Auckland's Harry Parsons moved from acoustic songs into more experimental work with electronica.
The name change however has served him well because he's now signed to Warners which is a major step up.
As Macey his pop sensibilities remain firmly attuned (the weary dream pop of the airy Summer Grunge, the gently driving momentum on The River) and there are smartly crafted dynamics (Doesn't Really Matter with Bexy which develops into a moody dancefloor piece).
These are songs exploring the downside of life, loss and relationships (Who Really Gets What They Want, the soulful Lonely, the ineffably sad Our Last Trip to the Beach) and the lifestyle (Drugs) and he has the tired voice and often defeated delivery to get them across.
A coherent, consistent and confident debut.
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You can hear this album at Spotify here
Marty Duda at 13th Floor has interesting introduction to Macey with an interview and live session. See here
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