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Dustin
James
Being (2004)
Review
by: Brendon McCullin
Date: 11/15/04
The
singer-songwriter craze of the 1970’s took a long
hiatus before artists like Sarah McLaughlin and Shawn
Colvin gave the adult contemporary set a fresh face. More
recently, younger acts like John Mayer and Norah Jones
have kept the ball rolling. Dustin James on his debut
album Being makes his bid to join the laid back
party.
James’
voice is smooth and easy, sometimes to a fault. There
are moments when his voice and the music he’s crafted
interlock so closely that the two are almost indistinguishable.
Thankfully, his lyrics – tied heavily to trying
to figure out life after having your heart broken –
afford plenty of moments for real emotions to pull the
vocals up to another level. His voice has an angelic quality
to it, not unlike Josh Groban’s, which helps sell
the image of a damaged soul.
The subject matter makes for some mopiness here and there
– not exactly unexpected considering in the liner
notes James thanks “the woman that one day walked
into my life and the next day walked out” –
but it’s not prevalent enough to drag the songs
down. Instead, the brooding quality to most of the tracks
is offset by a string of very pretty melodies.
This is the kind of music that makes it feel as though
you should have a glass of wine, even if you’re
strictly a beer drinker. “Come Home To You”
has a twinge of Motown (by way of Michael McDonald) to
it that offsets nicely from the other tunes. Meanwhile,
“Anna” with it’s lilting backing vocals
and strong guitar work is a nice slice of soft jazz. The
other songs, particularly “Minds Seem To Change,”
would fit in nicely on any local late night Quiet Storm
show.
With
continued growth as a songwriter, James has all of the
requisite talent to sell a lot of records. It will be
interesting to see if the lovelorn theme continues on
past Being or if the demons have been exorcised
enough to open things up for other emotions. That’s
a question for his next offering, however. In the interim,
throw this CD on the stereo, light the candles, let the
wine breath and just be for a little while.
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