| Popmatters |
If there’s room in your pop heaven for Simon & Garfunkel, Cat Stevens, the Indigo Girls, and the Fleet Foxes, you oughta make room for Burlap to Cashmere, mostly-acoustic choogaloogers with a thing for lyrics both inscrutable and sincere. Their self-titled second album even OPENS by emulating the Foxes’ wide-eyed wonder: chiming guitars and tenor voices advise, “Keep your eyes on the new day / You and me, we are the same / Shout it out at the horizon / And don’t forget to change your name.” (No idea what that means, though it reminds me of the end of The NeverEnding Story, when Bastian shouts the Empress’s new name out the window.) From there the music gets fleeter and foxier, as the hard-strumming trio builds into a weird-time-signatured ode to… vacation? Singer/songwriter Steven Delopoulos is at ease, the ocean’s near, and the sun is sinking; he keeps telling his baby, “Don’t forget to write”, even though he keeps seeing said baby in the sun and the wind. Oh, and Delopoulos also tells us he’s the ocean, which might make him Neil Young. In any case he’s a hippie who’s one with nature. I keep trying to dislike him for this, but he and his band sound terrific.If you were listening to Christian pop radio in the late ‘90s—AND WHO WASN’T?—you may remember Burlap to Cashmere as the guys who sounded like Jars of Clay, if Jars of Clay had just seen a kickass Gipsy Kings show. Flamenco and Greek flourishes and “lai lai lai” vocals made the Burlaps jump out of CCM’s morass, and they scored four hits and a Dove Award for best rock album. Anybody Out There? had some good songs, but the band’s ethnic folk elements came across as CCM novelties more than musical necessities, not unlike Jars of Clay’s tinwhistle or Chris Rice’s cartoon praise song. BTC also had some boring ballads awash in synths. And then they disappeared for more than a decade....full text |
| Burlaptocashmere |
| Folk-rock pioneers Burlap To Cashmere, reenergized and making music again after a decade-long hiatus, has partnered with WhyHunger (the brainchild of the late Harry Chapin), a leader in building the global movement to end hunger and poverty, for a series of initiatives aimed at eliminating hunger in America. Growing up in New Jersey, Burlap To Cashmere frontman Steven Delopoulos had many musical and social inspirations, not the least of which being Chapin, the man behind not only classic tunes like “Cat’s In The Cradle” but also a longtime advocate for the homeless and hungry. “I grew up listening to Harry’s music; he’s the reason I started writing songs,” shares Delopoulos. “When we launched into conversations about this record, we wanted to be intentional about everything. Naturally, that spilled over into the areas of how we’d use our platform for advocacy. There really wasn’t any question. It had to be WhyHunger.” Chapin’s drive to end hunger led him to help create World Hunger Year in 1975. His unprecedented commitment set him apart from other musicians. In order to help build up the organization, Harry donated funds from every other concert performance until his passing in an automobile accident...full text |
| Christianitytoday |
| Burlap to Cashmere burst onto the scene in the late nineties with gusto, gobs of promise, and a sound that was fresh not only in CCM, but the mainstream too. Singer/guitarist Steven Delopoulos and his cousin, lead guitarist/vocalist Johnny Philippidis, drew on their Greek heritage to blend Mediterranean touchstones with harmony-rich American folk and pop. The New York band gained a devoted following with its rip-roaring live shows, and when Anybody Out There? released in 1998, Burlap seemed poised to become a household name. Well, the touring continued, but no new album came. Years went by. Members went their separate ways. Delopoulos recorded a couple of solo albums and played some acoustic shows with Philippidis, but over time, it seemed that Burlap was a one-and-done memory. Now, almost 13 years since its debut album, Burlap is back, including original drummer Theodore Pagano. And guess what? This self-titled album is even better than the first....full text |
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If there’s room in your pop heaven for Simon & Garfunkel, Cat Stevens, the Indigo Girls, and the Fleet Foxes, you oughta make room for Burlap to Cashmere, mostly-acoustic choogaloogers with a thing for lyrics both inscrutable and sincere. Their self-titled second album even OPENS by emulating the Foxes’ wide-eyed wonder: chiming guitars and tenor voices advise, “Keep your eyes on the new day / You and me, we are the same / Shout it out at the horizon / And don’t forget to change your name.” (No idea what that means, though it reminds me of the end of The NeverEnding Story, when Bastian shouts the Empress’s new name out the window.) From there the music gets fleeter and foxier, as the hard-strumming trio builds into a weird-time-signatured ode to… vacation? Singer/songwriter Steven Delopoulos is at ease, the ocean’s near, and the sun is sinking; he keeps telling his baby, “Don’t forget to write”, even though he keeps seeing said baby in the sun and the wind. Oh, and Delopoulos also tells us he’s the ocean, which might make him Neil Young. In any case he’s a hippie who’s one with nature. I keep trying to dislike him for this, but he and his band sound terrific.