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San Fransiscan Stoltz records everything himself in the secluded
shade of his home and as such his music retains a very idiosyncratic and
personal slant, like lysergic lullabies sent on the wind and waves so that
wherever you are it seems as though you’re listening to a set of sea
shanties from Stoltz street. Beach Boys influences are unabashedly
everywhere, and beautifully so. ‘Ever Thought Of Coming Back’
is a child’s venture into their grandparents attic and finding an old
jewelery box and opening it to have this play accompanying the ballerina,
the shimmery rain on a lake melodies capturing a child's awestruck face in
it’s simple plea that if some saviour was gonna do something after all
this time then now would be a pretty good time to have a shave, spruce up
and pick up that walking stick...though opener ‘Wave Goodbye’
sounds more like Mungo Jerry jamming with The Beatles and Stones on a good
day, demoing a song for Brian Wilson. While Stoltz’s high-pitched vocals
do recall Carl Wilson it isn’t simply a rehash, ‘Little Lords’
watches the morning mist creeping up over the sea towards the beach,
Stoltz rubbing morning eyes sure that Bolan and Steve Peregrine Took are
sat there...'The Sun Shines Through’ is ‘The Slider’ space
walking through the ballrooms of Mars....‘Birdies Singing’
is garage-glam ram-a-lam played on a tropical beach as coconut and mangos
fall around your feet with a ‘la la la la’ chorus straight from the Joanna
Newsom nursery rhyme songbook. ‘Mystery’ is a locket that
hints at what Syd Barrett’s work might have been without the mental
anguish and sedative stupor.
Ecstatically and effervescently eccentric, kooky and quite, quite
charming, Kelley Stoltz is a celestial crooner purveying psychedelic
parlour songs equally perfect on a spacehop round the Pleiades or along
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