I Wanna Taranna Pt. 14: BMV #14 (3-For-$10 #6) Ron Sexsmith – Whereabouts
You know, Ron Sexsmith is one of those guys you tel lyourself that you should listen to more often, and you think you’ll get around to it, but then it takes you a long while to get to him. But then, when you do, you wish you hadn’t waited so long. He’s absolutely great!
Every Sexsmith album I’ve heard is it’s own little world, a place you can go to listen and forget about the world around you and all of the problems in your day can just go on Pause until you’re done listening. And when you go back to the world, you have a better, more comfortable, more conscientious and careful point of view on everything. Sexsmith’s songs make you stronger, smarter, and calmer. It’s amazing and true!
This album, his third major label effort, delivers on all of that I just noted, of course. It’s pop music, to be sure, but it’s so hauntingly real and you get such a connection with him and his band that it feels like a helluva lot more than pop music. This has soul, a life of its own, a somehow familiar feel to all of it, even if you haven’t ever heard him before.
I’ve heard some people say Sexsmith is boring, or depressing, and maybe if it was a rainy day and you were just letting the afternoon come at you through your window, I could see how it’d soundtrack that pretty well. But even for that I can’t fully agree and pigeon-hole this at all. This is beautiful stuff. Essential.