David Sinclair Trio
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
Matthew Ryan has reviewed my record. Here's what he had to say:

Ok. So I meet this fella in a plastic bubble barroom in Nashville. Tall, important looking. Maybe a little too important looking. Nice coat though. I find out his name his David. Handshakes and polite smiles. Saturday afternoon, a blind date of sorts. Its damp outside. Looking like a chilly early evening. Good excuse to have a drink. Maybe two. There's a group and there are several accents at the table - English, Southern American, Canadian. Eventually a CD is sliding around the table. Lotsa hmmmms and ohs and reallys? Simple cover. Orange with bold letters: DAVID SINCLAIR. Interesting, I thought this fella was music journalist, not a rock 'n roller. I've never written a review before. I'm sure there's a protractor I'm missing. However, I measure music by an involuntary response. It's automatic. Therefore I feel qualified to keep writing.

Dusted & Rusted EP
David Sinclair

If you're sharp enough to understand that The Pretenders are top ten Rock N' Roll royalty, then David Sinclair's Dusted & Rusted is for you. Telecasters bustle, thread, twang a bit and crunch while the rhythm section leans and pops. Spit shoots from the speakers cause Mr. Sinclair's throat sounds like a race horse that just broke from his stall. The lyric is straight and unadorned. Apparently the myth of Jimmy Hendrix is an inspiration for Going To Do Something. But this song feels working-class to me. Any kid that ever looked beyond the gray and cruelly familiar rooftops of their hometown should identify with that desire to explode into that great promise that youth makes. Meanwhile, a bluesy Bouquet Of Weeds hops along with a Kim Deal type backing vocal that adds an element of bored sinister. A cold killer. Resentful and very English sounding, Bouquet Of Weeds reads like a dejected singer/songwriter that's holding a grudge despite his desire to confide the humor in disappointment. The title track, Dusted & Rusted, had me thinking "Holy Ray Davies Meets The Jazz Butcher!" Now, its never fair to assume one's intentions. But I believe its safe to say that Mr. Sinclair has a few bullets with some names on them. God have mercy if he finds a gun. Dusted & Rusted is a bit self-obsessed. But that's all right, isn't that what pain does -- turn you inward? It's bound to get ugly. So ... an enjoyable listen. Visceral and hooky, these songs are for barrooms and fast cars speeding over bridges from cities when traffic is thin and mistakes are tattooed to your eyelids. I only wish Mr. Sinclair would work a little harder for a rhyme from time to time. But its a simple language that's leaning on delivery with a caustic rock n' roll band that's as simple as a punch in the face and does the same.
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
  Move Over, Rover
Talk about finishing with a flourish. George, Drew and I convened in the Stone Room on November 27 and with the usual guidance from Gareth, we captured a sparkling performance of Going to do Something. The number was inspired by Charles R Cross's recently published biography of Jimi Hendrix, Roomful of Mirrors, but it is a song for anyone who is wandering this world in search of something better. You can hear it, download it, check the lyric and rate it if you want, from my homepage at myspace.
So there it is. I have made my album. Ten tracks written and recorded in eleven months. Naturally, I would like to thank everyone involved: George, Drew, Jack, Elizabeth and - from start to finish - Gareth and his amazing technicolour pro-tools kit. What a trip it's been. Now I've just got to get it out there with a barcode, and let the rest of the world know about it. Stand by!
THE DIARY OF A ROCK'N'ROLL AFFAIR David Sinclair is a songwriter and bandleader who lives in West London. He runs the David Sinclair Trio featuring George Andrew (bass/vocals) and Jack Sinclair (drums/vocals). This is the story of the group.

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