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| Popmatters |
 Old Man Luedecke is the alter ego of Canadian singer, songwriter, and banjoist Chris Luedecke, “a young man with an old soul”, according to his website. My Hands Are on Fire and Other Love Songs is his third full-length album and follows fairly closely in the style—if not the instrumental mix—of its predecessors, 2006’s Hinterland and 2008’s Juno-award-winning Proof of Love (an earlier mini-album, Mole in the Ground, is currently unavailable). Luedecke is known for his ability to put on compelling solo performances, but here opts for a full group line-up featuring Tim O’Brien (fiddle, mandolin, vocals), Steve Dawson (electric, acoustic, and slide guitars, pump organ), Keith Lowe (bass), and John Raham (drums). At times Luedecke’s songs sound like those of Tombstone Trailerpark, the sadly defunct Americana band built around Tim Buchanan’s songs of back-porch folk philosophy. Like Buchanan, Luedecke is a masterful songwriter with an ability to convey experience way beyond his years. At times, he really does sound old, as on his version of Willie P. Bennett’s “Caney Fork River”, where he attains a suitable late voice. What is magical about these eleven songs is the way that voice combines beautifully with the acoustic instruments and O’Brien’s occasional harmony vocals....full text |
| Entertainment |
| The My Hands Are On Fire part of the album's title may not evoke joyous imagery (nor does the cover picture of an Icarus-like Luedecke flying towards the sun), but the Love Songs part is definitely accurate. Right out of the gate, Nova Scotia's favourite banjoist is on about fate, spring fever and sparks flying. The main drawback to Chris Luedecke's fare is that, because he's decided to adopt a single instrument as his trademark, it'll be difficult for him to ever craft an album that's significantly different than the one that came before. There are a few differences, though, between this and Proof Of Love . If it's possible, My Hands has even more of a Maritime feel about it (read: shanty-like). It may be the fiddling, or the fact that Luedecke decided this would be a full-band effort. Lyrically, he wades into unexpected waters on "Woe Betide The Doer Of The Dead," a gentle slap in the face to the American speculators and Wall Street millionaires that "drove [their] country to the ground."...full text |
| Chartattack |
| The My Hands Are On Fire part of the album's title may not evoke joyous imagery (nor does the cover picture of an Icarus-like Luedecke flying towards the sun), but the Love Songs part is definitely accurate. Right out of the gate, Nova Scotia's favourite banjoist is on about fate, spring fever and sparks flying. The main drawback to Chris Luedecke's fare is that, because he's decided to adopt a single instrument as his trademark, it'll be difficult for him to ever craft an album that's significantly different than the one that came before. There are a few differences, though, between this and Proof Of Love. If it's possible, My Hands has even more of a Maritime feel about it (read: shanty-like). It may be the fiddling, or the fact that Luedecke decided this would be a full-band effort....full text |
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