All that ‘moving and shaking’ earlier has now begun to backslide into more of a slow and stagnant wobble unfortunately. Time to refresh and rejuvenate with a short walk to the Shoppers Drugmart on the corner for a protein bar and attempt to salvage my momentum from this morning. Oh, and I need some news tunes to listen to as well, like the first self-titled album by Cuff the Duke, recorded and mixed in Toronto’s ‘The Woodshed, Hallamusic and Chemical Sound’ studios.
Albeit it was actually their second album, this was the album that originally spawned my overall interest in the band. Approximately a year later, I loaned it to Kelly to listen to in her car and, well, it’s probably still there three years later as she has also since become a devout fan. It’s not a bad problem to have really. I can’t really blame her since it’s a pretty freakin’ amazing album in the first place. Shit, I’d steal it too.
The album opens in Blue Rodeo territory with the rootsy ‘The Future Hangs’, before veering wildly into ‘I Really Want to Help You’ – which would have you think it’s quirky power pop before shifting halfway through to become a proggy instrumental opus. You get the picture. The tone shifts come fast and furious to keep you on your toes: the frantic country jam of ‘Take My Money and Run‘; the haunting epic new wave strings of ‘No Sleep, No Heat‘; the pure strangeness of ‘The Ballad of Poor John Henry‘, which should not suggest to the listener that this is a typical ballad. Good thing to because I’m trying to stay awake here, not be lured into an office induced coma at my desk.