Heath Marshall - Up to fate
Bruno de Paiva
Aug 02
|18:53 PM
I have been at odds with myself lately. At odds over one little thing; I’m not sure whether I like or dislike Heath Marshall’s latest offering.
On one side of the face every song seems to sound remarkably similar. One could doze off for half an hour while the album is playing and think they have listened to one mega long song.
But they would be wrong; Up to fate has seven songs, all of them a retro rock meets country fare, combining Heath Marshall’s obvious guitar talent with his stereotypical cowboy like voice that radiates for what seems to be an eternity.
It’s obvious from the get go that this album is set for a niche market, it’s not a dish suited for everyone’s taste.
Even for those who do like the taste, I wouldn’t hold it against them if they got bored after a few songs and listened to something else, the album can get stale quite easily.
But then think about the fact that Heath Marshall has done everything himself, all at the same time, the guitar, the drums, the vocals…it’s all Heath.
Upon learning that revelation it’s easy to gain a whole new appreciation for Up to fate. All of a sudden it doesn’t get stale, it doesn’t get old.
It slaps you across the face and gets your full undivided attention and leaves you wondering how the hell one man is able to do a job usually reserved for three or four people.
Now, after analysing the album and writing this review, I’m more confused than ever.
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