Music Album Review, Gord’s Gold 2 by Gordon Lightfoot

Music Album Review, Gord’s Gold 2 by Gordon Lightfoot

Eye dialect meets sound with fascinating details.  There’s something magical going on with the album because there’s so much dedication on Lightfoot’s part to the general understanding of his songs that’s come from life-long concert performing.  “If It Should Please You” sounds like a miracle in the waiting as excitement burns with the performed vocals, which are clipping at times because there’s an ongoing struggle between understanding of lyrics and sound comprehension- as a matter of fact, with the compact disc you may have at your disposal, you can switch between songs with the varying forms of Lightfoot’s rough character and create your own little radio.  Particularly, I’ve played back some songs using my Nintendo 3DS to give myself further understanding of Lightfoot’s contrast on visualization and expression.  One song on the “greatest hit” album includes mentioning of a terrible breakfast in the face of the “hurricane west-wind”, to which bells are ringing out of glory and agony all at once; this fact should be conceived as special when we’re digging into the goods.  But at times we get the wrong radios when trying to play our songs and results are contemptible; for example, according to that damn Naxa radio I own, Madonna is a bitter-sounding woman and rappers can hardly whisper themselves.  Be careful of what radio you use.  Right now I’m playing certain selections off of my Galaxy 7 and comparing their sounds to my CD version of the album when it’s played by a good radio, so between moments when I hear about the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald and the oddities for a cape south of the border, listening on and on to vibratiuncles when they’re stagnating on the reverberations and roughness is the singular case on Lightfoot’s exaggerations of dramatic speech.  My review of “Dreamland” from another album was schizophrenic and yet Gord does demonstrate how poetry can use another surface and depth for originality on Gord’s Gold 2.  Many songs actually get more interesting because there’s history without the mortal clock and instead we’re listening in on eternal stories when they’re given point-to-point examination by giddiness and procrastination.  Please, hotel rooms are often meant for casual encounters and Lightfoot’s age in 1988 gives another spell on the general masterpieces because sounds by the way of behavior go off and on depending on his dramatic output; for sure, there’s so much room for electric shocks of passion and concentric gift that we’re often loitering towards the bittersweet voice.  Much is at stake here.  Tallying off songs is only part of the equation to good DJ work.  What’s fascinating about originality is that it can be fun to continue experiencing the odd, imaginary conversations until feet get uncurled for the strung vibrations, plenty of which go hand in hand with Gord’s vocality to the point of awfully intrinsic beauty.  Unfortunately, if you play this album off some awkward radio that was sold for cheap at Electronic Fry’s or another local machine market, his music will be horribly represented since excitement and giddiness on a malfunctioning radio is like coconut ice in a weird cup: generally madness, generally tasteless.  You see, Lightfoot is not mad and observes plenty of taste.  Radios are just often produced and made when the stories count and so, out of boredom and through possible chaos, we have to endure so much struggle in our lives while we spend years and years attempting to dominate a masterpiece album with rabbit ears.  Gord’s Gold 2 is most certainly terrific and earns its space on my bookshelf where Nora Roberts is almost talking into my head with alluring detectives.

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