My Review: James - All The Colours Of You

James - All the colours of you

There was a time when we could see them in the meadows, in the parks of a smiling, tired but never speechless Manchester.

Now they fly overhead, all we have to do is raise our heads and thousands of daisies offer us their petals as rays of much-needed energy so we can have at least one romantic reason not to give up. Some of them are still all together: their name is James and they are also the stars that light up the city night and day.

They are back to let us hear their new flow of skill and melodies that become our new strength.

A resounding comeback for how they managed to live through the pandemic period, giving us songs that can be an incentive towards the comfortable willingness to give in.

They have put in place eleven butterflies to play the game that they will clearly win: on their side they have the class, the technique, the strategy, all aimed at scoring goals in our heart.

Jim and Mark are the main songwriters, but all the daisies have played their petals in creating a flock of butterflies that gently glide to stay. They certainly won't leave. Tim proves himself, as always, to be the sovereign God of writing with lyrics that range and delve into themes that would be suitable for rhetoric (which, by the way, also has positive aspects), not indulging, as always, in simple and above all banal composition. No: he is the striker who is able to surprise, he does not need dribbling to jump into the net of our hearts ready to take goals, because it has never been so wonderful to see the net swell.

In the end they are eleven goals that make you realise just how much James are constantly growing.

After 39 years since their formation they are as fresh as ever.

Sixteenth album and certainly this one proves to be courageous and determined, granting itself the pleasure of a conception that started in a simple way and was gradually able to create articulated and complex structures, without giving up showing the band's unmistakable style.

And having worked with a producer like Jacknife Lee has made their creative musk even more fertile and fragrant.

Tim's lyrical choices address current issues, modern imbalances, the pandemic (here considered in a completely different way than on albums that have been and are being released), relationships increasingly unable to uphold certain values and the absence of communication able to convey positive messages. 

An album so rich and surprising that it might shock a lot of their followers: time will be kind and teach them that among these grooves there is the whole essence of the band reaching levels never touched before. They have matured so much that patience will almost certainly be required before you run the risk of  getting a terrific crush.

It only remains for me to let you smell the scent of these daisies: make yourselves comfortable so that you can long for them to dwell inside you…

Zero

Tim's favourite song opens the album, the one with the most extreme length, a track as powerful as ever to introduce us to their new work. It surprises from the beginning with its structure and variations, stimulates curiosity as it becomes morbid and it is swaggering, rich, remarkable in its showing those muscles that do not just lie on the surface. The lyrics start with a brutal truth and then find, as always with Tim, the way to let the sunshine in and leave us breathless with the beauty of what we have listened to. He first invites us to leave some impediments behind, helps us to break free. Simply a crazy way to start this adventure among the colours.  The first Daisy has already stunned us. 

All The Colours of You

George Floyd and President Trump's disastrous administration. Tim denounces and does so with his unmatched class.

This song has led many people astray: it is historicised that it is difficult for many to understand much of an album, let alone an entire career where several compositions have seen Tim writing about the social situation since their first work. Many have turned up their nose, criticizing him. Not understanding the wide margin in which his writing has moved. Undoubtedly Trump's ears must be ringing! A song that in addition to being almost an invective contains a positive message in reminding us that colours are still fundamental. It moves elegantly over an electronic carpet, an enveloping, modern rhythm, a bass that is lymph, keyboards that simple and modern lead us into their arms, vocals that are steeped in medium harsh tones to the point of unexpected sensuality and Andy's trumpet which makes us fly over all the colours.

Recover 

A touching song, Tim opens his heart to talk about the death of Covid of his wife's father: yet another life lesson in how one should live through a mournful moment.  The music is a hinted caress on which the singer, with ease and delicacy, manages to transform a tear into a feather. The bass surrounds, the simple keyboards sink in, like a high and finally free breath.

Beautiful Beaches

How to turn an escape caused by the usual fires in the area where he lives near Los Angeles into a joyful dance: Tim can do it!

Electronic drums and keyboards dominate in a track that has its strong point in the pre-chorus and in the chorus itself, until the final, perhaps difficult, drumming that seems to surround the area where he has moved to protect it. A track with success already assured in the next live shows. The band here benefits, as for the rest of the album to tell the truth, from Jacknife Lee's production, skillful in giving power and compactness to a melody that is sublime in its lightness.

Wherever It Takes Us

A dream: a girl committed to defending rights that are not just her own risks death in a wild ride. The song shows how verse and refrain can be so far apart. But the refrain, full of voices and melodic propensity to embrace all fears, becomes one of the most beautiful ever for this band, which in the song demonstrates all its ability to range and captivate in phases distant from each other.

Hush

Here comes a ghost, in this tense story, softened however by a rhythm that here finds slowness, while the melody brings back some of the typical James sound that many will surely not struggle to recognise. The track, like the story told by tender Tim, crosses the swamp of fear to leave us with the gift of mystery. When James are light, despite a nightmare told with class, their music knows how to prove that it is in simplicity that songs become eternal.

Miss America 

While remaining in the zone of a music that has slowed its pace, here the story changes, the American dream is destroyed by the dream of a girl, a model, who, while trying to win the beauty contest, realises the weaknesses of a system doomed to collapse. Tender, a few notes, but incisive, here the band succeeds as always in not needing all its many members to convey the sense of chorus. Another track that will manage to warm the heart. 

Getting Myself 

How to turn a piano riff into a hit, starting with a breath and ending with a cough that will make us all happy singers. A sure hit that will put a smile on our faces. A song that clearly explains the mood of the album, in music and lyrics. When perfection does not exist it is put at risk by these inspired and fearless 60-year-olds. The last 20 years of their career summed up in one track, you will see the magic in your ears hungry for beauty.

Magic Bus

Tim seems to have taken some acid to bring us into the great textures of a lively song in its disguised psychedelia.

But he didn't take it, making this lyrics even more special....

It is a tribal, haunting and sensual journey that nails and defeats us, as only the great artists know how to do, the descriptive banality of a path where drug-taking would have made it run the risk of becoming banal and similar to thousands of other songs. Curious lyrics and an equally curious music seem to perfectly make James masters in disguising papers and identities. 

Isabella

Another story of mystery and violence quickly enters the album: the protagonist arrives and shocks, throws her revenge and then rises up to find distance from her sin. Tim's interpretative imagination allows him to take full advantage of the song's changes of rhythm, which finds its majesty in the refrain. Then the two female backing vocalists lift us up with their simple but centred singing. We reach the end, between guitars and compact keyboards, Tim finds a second refrain to sink us again, waiting for the autopsy...

XYST 

We are at the end of the album: when political power would like to shut the mouths of musicians' consciences. A stunning track that concludes this work by giving us new, lucid, elegant James, capable of being adults with a young heart. The last composition is the ending I was expecting, a new surprise that fascinates and drags us into the depths of a new awareness: every song on this sixteenth album has the strange virtue of being untied but at the same time connected to all the others, there is always a mystery, a surprise that appears within the instruments. Here, too, there is no doubt whatsoever: things end well, with class, the chance has been taken to give the world the eleventh song on this palette of colours and daisies, they played  offense and won big.

Undoubtedly their best album of this millennium and among my top three of all time. Because James in 1982, just before they were the band that opened the Haçienda in my beloved Manchester, in their small, trembling dressing rooms, signed a pact with the devil: time will not bend their beauty and in time they will be able to bring all the colours of the world into your now grey beats.

I'd say that pact magically endures, and now please count these petals, rewind the craving for beauty and dive back in here, since in the meantime the palette is ready: a new round of colours for our flushed smiles...

The album will be on sale from tomorrow, 4 June 2021

Alex Dematteis 

Salford

3 June 2021

James:

Tim Booth

Lyrics, vocals, percussion, backing vocals

Jim Glennie

Bassist, percussion

Saul Davies

Guitarist, violinist, percussion, backing vocals

Mark Hunter

Keyboards, Piano, Percussion, Programming 

David Baynton-Power

Drums, percussion

Andy Diagram

Trumpet, backing vocals, percussion

Adrian Oxaal

Guitar, choirs, cello 

Chloë Alper

Choirs, percussion 

Knox-Hewson Debbie 

Choirs, percussion

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