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| Ray Lamontagne - Trouble |
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Release: 2004 /
Label: RCA-Echo /
Collection: T!P /
AMG Rating:
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| Tracks |
| 1 | Trouble | 6 | Forever My Friend |
| 2 | Shelter | 7 | Hannah |
| 3 | Hold You In My Arms | 8 | How Come |
| 4 | Narrow Escape | 9 | Jolene |
| 5 | Burn | 10 | All The Wild Horses |
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| Reviews |
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Steve Leggett, All Music Guide Ray LaMontagne was born in New
Hampshire, but as he put it, his family was "just passing through." His
parents split up shortly after his birth, and his mother began a pattern
of moving her six children wherever she could find employment and housing,
which meant LaMontagne grew up as the perennial new kid in school (when
and if he went to school at all). He did graduate high school, however,
and found himself working in a shoe factory in Maine when he heard Stephen
Stills' "Tree Top Flyer" on the radio. The song amounted to an epiphany
for LaMontagne, and he made up his mind on the spot to become a singer and
musician. |
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Ben Heege, Amazon.com Some singer/songwriters (think Paul Westerberg and Elliott Smith) develop their world-weariness through the unforgiving trials of passing years and the heart-breaking grind of the music business. Others (Van Morrison, Neil Young) seem to have sprung from out of nowhere with the fully formed soul of a life well-lived. Ray LaMontagne belongs with the latter. On this, his debut, LaMontagne has crafted a handful of quietly devastating meditations on life and love--and delivered them with a raspy vocal all his own. The simple, mournful lyrics of "Burn," "Shelter" and the title track recall a Hank Williams ballad, and the reserved production by alt-country/americana genius Ethan Johns (the Jayhawks, Ryan Adams, Kings of Leon) make this a great disc for smoky Saturday nights, and rainy Sunday mornings. |
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William Pearl, Barnes & Noble The first thing that grabs you is the voice. Rough yet instantly gripping, soaring in its passion, immediate in its authenticity; a lived-in vocal tone that speaks of hard times and hope. Then the quality of the writing hits you and you realize you're in the presence of a shining new talent. Ray LaMontagne is a singer-songwriter whose music can call to mind other memorable troubadours including Van Morrison, Ted Hawkins, David Gray, and even Tracy Chapman, yet LaMontagne always remains his own man. Working hand-in-hand with producer Ethan Johns -- famed for his work with Ryan Adams and Counting Crows, Johns provided the majority of the instrumental textures supporting LaMontagne's guiding acoustic guitar -- LaMontagne burrows deep into his songs, turning each performance into a compelling narrative replete with drama and emotional release. Accessible and distinct melodies harnessed by well-constructed hooks keep each song from descending into hermetic personal reverie. The sincerity of LaMontagne's emotive delivery and his unflinching honesty as a songwriter stand in recognizable contrast to the bathetic navel-gazing of his peers. As one listen to this impressive debut will announce, Ray LaMontagne is the real deal. |
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Lucy Davies, BBC
"Over a period of years I taught myself to sing from the
gut and not from the nose." |
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Personnel include: Ray LaMontagne (vocals, acoustic guitar, harmonica); Jennifer Stills (vocals); Ethan Johns (guitar, piano, harmonium, bass instrument, drums, percussion); Sara Watkins (fiddle, background vocals). Every once in a while a singer/songwriter comes down the pike in the grand emotive tradition of Neil Young and Van Morrison. In the early 2000s, the quietly intense folk of Iron & Wine and the rootsy-experimental stylings of Sufjan Stevens continued that lineage. Ray LaMontagne, whose impressive 2004 debut, TROUBLE, draws on alt-country, roots rock, and progressive folk in a unique, strikingly sincere way, seems a likely candidate for the keeper of the flame. The title track, which opens the album, introduces LaMontagne's deeply textured singing. Simultaneously raw, lilting, and expansive, LaMontagne's voice bristles with emotion, and immediately commands the listener's attention. Though the instrumentation on the album rarely changes--strummed acoustic guitar, tasteful string arrangements, bass, drums, and electric guitar for accents--the moods shift subtly from song to song. "Burn" is harrowingly intimate and hushed, while "How Come" works a shuffling groove and "Hold You in My Arms" has a wistful, waltz-like feel. LaMontagne's lyrics, strong on narrative detail and vivid imagery, are the crowning touch on these moving songs of love and loss. TROUBLE is so well realized, in fact, that it sometimes belies the truth that this is the artist's first effort. |
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Andy Langer, Austin Chronicle, September 17th 2004
Stephen Stills owes Ray Lamontagne a beer. In Rolling
Stone's "2004 Hot List," the magazine's Hot Songwriter nominee explained
how hearing Stills' "Treetop Flyer" led him to quit his factory job to
pursue music. |
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Colin Weston, Drowned in Sound
Once in a while an artist comes to prominence almost out
of their era. An artist who reminds you of times past and stands up as
well as any of their peers. In 2004 one of these artists is preparing to
step in to the spotlight and his name is Ray Lamontagne. |
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L. Keane, Hybrid Magazine
Every once in a great while, a record comes along that
contains all of the ingredients to make it an instant classic. Ray
LaMontagne's new release Trouble is one such record. Hearing one of these
songs on the radio, one is sure to recognize the instantly accessible
sound, the righteous vocals, and the truly great musicality. But the truly
great experience comes when listening to the full record, song after song
of blissful melody and easy rhythm. From the album opener "Trouble"
through to the closing notes of "All The Wild Horses", Trouble is packed
with the kind of rock music that wraps itself calmly around your heart and
squeezes, instilling warmth and a peaceful sense of well-being. The songs
tend to be a bit downbeat, similar in cast to the archetypal Van Morrison
Tupelo Honey-era. Lush string accompaniments fill out the slow-down of
songs like "Shelter", creating a memorable and calming resting place
amidst the daily storms of life. A little bit of Bob Dylan's spirit breaks
loose on "Narrow Escape", all acoustic guitars, howling harmonicas, and
gruff vocals. "Burn" has an airy and complex quality that recalls the
early years of David Gray, while maintaining a more vintage-era rock-folk
tone. Perfect acoustic guitars provide the main rhythms and add a glorious
spiritual uplift on "Forever My Friend". Turning on the lo-fi yet clean on
"All The Wild Horses", LaMontagne leaves the heart with a sense of
complete fulfillment, yet also a longing for more. |
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Pop Matters, Austin L. Ray, December 2nd, 2005 Astral Weeks was one hell of a record.
Lester Bangs worshipped it, but your mom probably does too, which is
something you just can't say about many albums. Although perhaps Van
Morrison is still best known for the wedding reception and classic rock
radio fodder of "Brown Eyed Girl", none of his albums stand up to the
sheer beauty of his 1968 classic. Alas, he's getting old. His recent
material, while certainly not horrible, just doesn't stand up to records
like the aforementioned and Tupelo Honey. This is oftentimes to be
assumed, though. We'll gladly let him fade slowly into the golden land of
singer-songwriters, won't we? After all, we owe him for the piles of great
tunes. And besides, we've got Ray LaMontagne. |
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Donna Swabey, The Reservoir There are few traditional
singer-songwriters whose voices are strong enough to carry the emotions
they express in their songs, but Ray LaMontagne is the exception. |
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Robert Christgau, The Village Voice, November 22nd, 2005 I admire LaMontagne, who's had nothing handed to him. But it bodes ill that the Stephen Stills album that moved him to quit his factory job was a '90s one. Just as we live in a world where some radio stations get on Stills's latest, we live in a world where some record buyers suck up folk-rock verities—to which LaMontagne adds nothing but a backstory. Since his admirers bring up Van Morrison, it is my duty to report that he lacks Morrison's voice, poetry, Gaelic soul, and r&b feel—in other words, everything that once made Van worth bringing up. Nothing lasts forever, folk-rock included.
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