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"Going back to
the mid-Sixties, I've heard more than any one man's fair of
singer-songwriters, so it takes a lot to get my attention.
Mark Abis
got my attention. His melodies are original, his voice warm and
distinctive, a real musical sensibility is obvious, with literate lyrics
to boot. My vote for one of the best of the new generation." Joe Boyd |
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EMILIANA TORRINI
Summerbreeze
I always rated this as one of the best love songs of the 90s, but always thought Torrini wrote it herself. Not so: during my time on MySpace, I became aware of the song’s composer, Mark Abis, and his current album contains his version of the song. It’s just as sumptuous. When you can write a love song that sounds equally impressive when it’s performed by a singer of either sex, you know you’ve written a classic. Perhaps one day this song will be rightfully considered as such.
"Like with Summerbreeze, Mark Abis wrote that song. He was in the kitchen and I didn't even know he wrote. We were having coffee and suddenly I got hyper-dramatic. The sun was shining and I got this high feeling and I was like 'Oh! I have to have this song that's like the sun coming up on your face...' and he was like 'Oh? I have a song...' And he sang that song and I almost died. " (Emiliana Torrini) |
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Mark Abis headlined, his acoustic guitar playing supported by a double bass and stripped down drum set. Theses few instruments made it possible for the group to create a surprisingly broad range of textures and feelings, from faux cowboy prairie songs to the urban wistfulness of 'walking through the heart of New York'. Mark's warm personality and flair for performance kept the evening flowing from one magical moment to another. After an encore of his most successful song from the Buffy the Vampire Slayer TV show 'summer breeze' Mark did a brisk trade in selling his latest CD to every member of the audience and everyone left feeling that they had had a very special evening. mjss, Sun 19th Mar 06 |
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Review in obskure magazine France by Ejeh Introducing Mark Abis, British author, composer and folk musician who has put together a compilation of his best work since 1995. He is essentially a solemn man with a superb voice that is not only soft and warm, but is also particularly sensual. The voice is usually accompanied by a lone acoustic guitar when it is not supported by arrangements which are either ethereal or have richer bluesy strains. Everything slips delicately into place as you listen. The melodies are straightforward and refined. Dream Come True and Steppin Out are truly likeable, and could have been written especially for those comfortable evenings spent around a good fire in great company. One is reminded of the subtle minimalism of Nick Drakes seminal and sensitive Pink Moon. Despite this, Abis doesnt confine himself to intimate folk and somehow manages to emerge as a true, bluesy folk band with a sprinkle of orchestral arrangements. The addition of backing vocals, 70s style keyboards and bass give pronounced bluesy tones, which can be heard in Through The Heart Of New York featuring the hazy tenor sax of Eg White, a musician who shows a forever evolving instrumental dexterity and who happily takes on several different fundamental roles to complement the seemingly calm & uncomplicated character of Mark Abis. As in Stronger Than Desire, the use of harmonica can always bring a sophisticated touch of blues. Gently out of kilter with the other tracks on the album, Changing Inside and Heaven Is Your Face have more of a Pop feel. Less intimate and withdrawn than the other songs, they are no less indispensable for their light-heartedness, and breathe a bit of variety into the compilation. Mark Abis lullabies soothe us into a state of peace and tranquillity far removed from the chaos of everyday life. |
Review of Changing Inside by DJ Alchemy. Sept 06 Joe Boyd is not an easy person to impress. He describes how he used to receive many demos from people citing Nick Drake as an influence (Boyd was Drake's producer), most of which he chucked into a box marked "WPSEs" — white people singing in English — for missing the point about what made Drake special. But part of the reason it's taken me so long to get round to writing this review is that Changing Inside isn't an album that reaches out and grabs you. You have to go and meet it on its own terms. I get the impression this is an old-fashioned album of two sides. The first half comprises older songs going back as far as 1995 in the case of the opener, Summerbreeze, a song which Emiliana Torrini covered on her first album. I think the second half (with newer songs, possibly recorded later?) is more interesting. The writing is perhaps even more subtle, but less derivative. With more personality of their own, the songs don't evoke precedents and similar artists so readily. These later songs are also where the mysteriously-named Eg White — who engineered, mixed, and co-produced the whole album, as well as performing on most tracks and hosting the recording in his Shepherds Bush basement — comes into his own. Songs like Stronger than Desire and Already There have little bits of interference from treated guitars and keyboards. In the wrong hands, such effects can seem like aural clutter, but here they draw attention to the space in the songs rather than undermining it. Such treatments may not confirm to Joe Boyd's blueprint for authentic, three-dimensional recording, this is the side of Mark Abis — the more mood-driven songs with arrangements that combine acoustics and electronics — that I'd like to hear more of.
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Similarly, the album continues for another two songs after track nine, "Stronger Than Desire", which at the time seemed a further candidate for the last track. Pace is maintained throughout this track by the guitar, despite the speech-like vocals making it seem slow. The temptation to break out into full blown, heavy dance is there, especially when the texture grows seemingly with each verse, but the heartbeat bass drum keeps all under control. Once the effects begin, the distortion and feedback of guitar and later, the synth, and the harmonica interrupts with a lazy stab at centre feature, this track is confirmed to be a kind of chill out, the sample and effects mimicking the city sounds of which Abis narrates. Again, a perfect chance to fade out into a satisfactory finish. Come to think of it, track three, "Memory", thankfully not homage to Lloyd-Webber, could also compete with the aforementioned as closing track. It is the chorus, the sauntering repetition of "I want you/I want you", and the rising drums which invokes images of an enraptured audience, clutching each other and singing along, as a closing track often does. All this talk of closing tracks doesn't mean I spent the entire time hoping the record would come to an end. It's just Marc Abis goes for that sound so many aim to emulate: poignant lyrics and a rousing chorus, meaning his listeners really take something away with them. So what of the chosen final track? Well, the album comes clean again after those previous, and "Pink Tulips" is of more traditional singer-songwriter ground. The influence of Bob Dylan is especially prolific here, particularly in his nonchalant pronunciations and the manner in which he fits the lyrics to the music. It's the more experimental material, tracks seven to nine, which demands more attention from the listener, and it is on this that Abis should spend more time.
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