Emily Haines & the Soft Skeleton
Daryl Hall/John Oates
Hamell on Trial
Steve Hackett (UK) see:
Haiabusa (2006, 52.48) ***/½
Candie for Free
Thus Spoketh Candieking
Conquer & Enslave
Grains of Sand
It is Not Healthy
The Incredible Sound of Hajabusa
Haiabusa are a Swedish doom/trad hard rock outfit, whose 2006 eponymous (presumed) debut is a fuzz-fest of slow (but not grindingly so) tempos, distortion and, well, early '70s blues-rock tropes, actually. Of course, it isn't exactly what you'd call original, but, in fairness, I doubt whether anything particularly new has been done in this sub-genre for decades. Speaking of unoriginality, Sweet reminds me of Norman Greenbaum's deathless Spirit In The Sky, but the material is, overall, pretty decent within its confines, the band even showing a sense of humour on closer The Incredible Sound Of Hajabusa, an amusing send-up of a hapless bogus American DJ type.
Jerry Silfver plays (real?) Mellotron flutes on Grains Of Sand, although that, sadly, is your lot. Looking for downtempo modern hard rock? Haven't yet run into Haiabusa? You have now. Worth hearing for genre fans, though not really for the Mellotron.
Knives Don't Have Your Back (2006, 45.39) ***/T
Crowd Surf Off a Cliff
The Maid Needs a Maid
Reading in Bed
|Nothing & Nowhere
The Last Page
Emily Haines is a Canadian singer-songwriter from the 'piano school', as against the 'guitar school', who plays with Metric and Broken Social Scene, alongside her occasional solo career. 2006's Knives Don't Have Your Back is only her second album in a decade, doubtless due to her other commitments, one of those 'mostly only piano and vocal but somewhat intense' records, better tracks including The Maid Needs A Maid (a tribute to/dig at fellow Canuck Neil Young?) and the slightly atonal Mostly Waving, although I can't imagine anything here will disappoint fans of a certain type of feisty female solo artist.
Scott Minor plays Mellotron on opener Our Hell, with a nice flute solo, although that appears to be all we get, sadly. At the time of writing, it's been five years since the release of this album; another one in 2016, then? Good at what it does, not honestly worth it for the Mellotron.
See: Broken Social Scene
Ballad on Third Avenue (2009, 52.22) **/T
|Scene in San Francisco
I Walk Alone
Hello My Dove
Ballad on Third Avenue
Feels Too Good
Everywhere She is There
New Orleans Dreams
Thoughts of Califonia
Never Let Me Go Again
Ed Hale (apparently previously known as Ed Darling) fronts Transcendence alongside his solo career, that has seen him release four albums since 1990. I don't know what the others are like, but Ballad on Third Avenue is, frankly, horrible. It's full of the kind of 'confessional' singer-songwriter guff that only puts him a small step above the likes of James Blunt and his vile ilk. In fairness, the album doesn't start too badly, but quickly deteriorates into a mish-mash of badly sung slop, including one song (this had to happen here eventually) 'featuring' that appalling Autotune effect on Hale's vocals, which is entirely and fully unforgivable.
Fernando Perdomo plays Mellotron, with flute parts on the title track and Thoughts Of California, although I suspect all the strings are real, although some of them are borderline Mellotronic. Overall, then, a pretty shite album all round, dragged up to two stars by some less offensive material near the beginning. Very little Mellotron, too, so it can't even claim that saving grace.
On the Road to Beautiful (2003, 54.45) *½/TT
|I Will Overcome
My Drink (I Remember You)
On the Road to Beautiful
Beautiful of Heaven
Swimming From the Shipwreck
All the Earth
Charlie Hall's On the Road to Beautiful is the worst kind of tedious, insipid dreck served up to the Christian community as worthwhile music, full of pious lyrics about how much the writer prostrates him/herself to an imaginary deity. Er, you may have gathered that I'm not the biggest fan of 'CCM', and this album illustrates why. I've no idea whether anyone outside said community listens to anything this awful, although I suspect they do; I don't know this kind of person. Highlights? None.
Mellotron from the excellently-named Nathan Nockels: I'm not sure about the murky strings that pop up occasionally in My Drink (I Remember You), but the strings on the title track are a definite, while Waking Up has a gorgeous 'Tron strings intro, with more later in the song. Shame about the lyrics, mind. Sounds like cellos on Beautiful Of Heaven, though I'm not convinced they're Mellotronically-driven, although the (heavenly?) choirs on Priceless Treasure and Rising Shout are, although they seem to sustain far too long for authenticity. Studio trick? Flutes on closer Sending finish off a fairly Mellotron-heavy album, although samples may have been employed, methinks. If anyone has information to the contrary, please let me know...
So; a horrible record with reasonable 'Tron use, putting the potential listener in a bit of a quandary. Actually, not that much of a one - there are many, many great Mellotron albums, and you really don't need this one. Really.
Abandoned Luncheonette (1973, 37.14) ***/TWhen the Morning Comes
Had I Known You Better Then
Vegas Turnaround (The Stewardess Song)
I'm Just a Kid (Don't Make Me Feel Like a Man)
Everytime I Look at You
War Babies (1974, 43.25) ***½/½
|Can't Stop the Music (He Played it Much
Is it a Star
Beanie G. and the Rose Tattoo
You're Much Too Soon
War Baby Son of Zorro
I'm Watching You (a Mutant Romance)
|Better Watch Your Back
Screaming Through December
Johnny Gore and the "C" Eaters
Daryl Hall & John Oates (1975, 34.57) **½/½
Alone Too Long
Out of Me, Out of You
Nothing at All
Gino (the Manager)
(You Know) it Doesn't Matter Anymore
Ennui on the Mountain
|Grounds for Separation
By Hall & Oates' second album, 1973's Abandoned Luncheonette, they'd already got their white-boy soul thing down pat, although they were (thankfully) nowhere near as slick as the Philly Soul sound emanating from their hometown. In fact, with different arrangements, most of the songs here would be standard singer/songwriter fare; they're soul more because the duo wanted them to be than because they inherently were. Actually, there's more variety here than I'm giving them credit for; as side two progresses, the duo move further and further from their remit, until by the (relatively) lengthy Everytime I Look At You, there's a full-on country fiddle hoedown in action. Christopher Bond plays Mellotron on a couple of tracks, but the album's string arrangements make it difficult to identify most of the time; are the flutes on When The Morning Comes 'Tron or real? The strings on the album's hit, She's Gone are largely real, until a huge pitchbend that has to be tape-replay generated, while the polyphonic flute part on I'm Just A Kid (Don't Make Me Feel Like A Man) is definitely 'Tron. I'm not 100% on this one, but it doesn't half sound like 'Tron strings on Everytime I Look At You, too.
The duo have apparently effectively disowned the following year's Todd Rundgren-produced War Babies, which, like so many Todd productions (Meat Loaf, Grand Funk), ends up sounding like a Todd album with someone else singing. Of course, that doesn't make it a bad album (at least to everyone else), just a not bad Todd album. Better tracks include Is It A Star, War Baby Son Of Zorro and the bizarre, space-soul Screaming Through December, although the overall effect for this non-fan is of a better album than its predecessor, probably because this non-fan actually prefers Todd Rundgren. War Baby Son Of Zorro is the album's only Mellotron track (from Hall or Don York), with a repeating flute part somewhat buried in the mix, the descending string line on Is It A Star sounding more like a string synth.
The duo were back on white-boy soul track for '75's Daryl Hall & John Oates, exceptionally camp sleeve art and all. To be honest, while it's obviously more in line with their vision, it's rather more dated than War Babies, not to mention rather less interesting, with no obvious standout tracks. Mellotron from Hall or Clarence McDonald, with a string part on Alone Too Long that sounds like it should've been a real string part, so I've no idea why they elected to play it on the keyboard. It's possible it rears its head on another track or two, but it's pretty hard to tell when real strings are also utilised.
Abandoned Luncheonette and Daryl Hall & John Oates are perfectly good albums within their genre, which unfortunately happens to be one with which I have trouble identifying very strongly. OK, at all. I found War Babies far more interesting, even if the duo have little time for it these days (or then?). Low-level 'Tron all round, though, so don't go buying any of these for that.
Hello it's Me (1975, 32.22) **½/½
|Hello it's Me
Peace in the Valley
Time Will Tell
Wheelers and Dealers
Exclusively for Me
Save the Sunlight
|Sweet Jams and Jellies
Corrida de Jangada
Lani Hall wife of A&M's inimitable Herb Alpert, broke through after being spotted by Sérgio Mendes and asked to join his bossa/pop project Brasil '66. 1975's Hello it's Me was her second solo album, a fairly middle-of-the-road run through songs by Todd Rundgren (the title track, of course), Joni Mitchell (the caustic, oddly out-of-place Banquet), Chicago's Peter Cetera (Happy Woman Happy Man) and ex-Zombie Colin Blunstone (Exclusively For Me). Hall's excellent voice carries all the material, although I'd be lying if I said the album contained an awful lot of excitement.
Clarence McDonald plays keys on several tracks, including Mellotron on Hall's lone composition here, the balladic Sweet Jams And Jellies, with a gentle polyphonic flute arrangement that neither adds to nor subtracts from the song. Overall, a perfectly respectable album of its type, if a little dated and, frankly, rather dull to ears attuned to the era's rock output.
The Chord is Mightier Than the Sword (1997, 44.25) ****/T½
|Mark Don't Go
In a Bar
When is a punk not a punk? When he's Hamell on Trial's Ed Hamell, who, for all his insistence on being a 'punk', plays acoustic guitar and sings confessional songs in a good, non-Carole King kind of way. The 'punk' bit clearly refers to his attitude, which is an awful lot more 'punk' that, say, those fakers The Clash, who were about as 'punk' as my arse. Less, actually. Funnily enough, Hamell namechecks them on his fourth album, 1997's The Chord is Mightier Than the Sword's final track, The Meeting, one of an excellent album's best tracks, along with John Lennon (heartfelt) and The Vines (just plain odd).
Phil Nowlan and Randy Cantor play obviously real Mellotron, with flutes and strings on The Vines and strings on In A Bar, including a solo section at the end of the song. Despite a couple of reasonable 'Tron tracks, this isn't something you'd think about buying for that alone, but as a punk/folk (for want of a better term) album with a smattering of Mellotron use, it's a winner.
The First Seven Days (1975, 39.36) ****/TTTTDarkness/Earth in Search of a Sun
Oceans and Continents
Fourth Day - Plants and Trees
Sixth Day - the People
The Seventh Day
Melodies (1977, 41.29) ***/T½
|Too Much to Lose
Window of Love
What it is
Don't You Know
Just for Fun
Who Are They?
Yeah, yeah, I know Jan Hammer made it big in the States, but he's from Prague, OK? (In)famous in the '80s for his cheesy TV themes ('Miami Vice' springs to mind), Hammer was/is a consummate jazz musician, having played in the original Mahavishnu Orchestra and with Jeff Beck, on top of his solo output. The First Seven Days was his first solo release, and states on the rear sleeve, "For those concerned: There is no guitar on this album". Indeed there isn't. There are, however, swathes of excellently-played keyboards of a pleasingly mid-'70s variety, with Hammer making noises with his MiniMoog that just shouldn't be possible; no, that isn't slapped fretless bass on The Animals. The material is surprisingly unjazzy most of the time, although the occasional Mahavishnuesque lead line gives the game away. About the best description I can come up with for most of the album is instrumental keyboard-led, largely drumless progressive, so don't let Hammer's reputation put you off.
Much Mellotron abounds, particularly cello, with top-end-of-the-keyboard polyphonic parts on more than one track, not to mention the inimitable strings, particularly on Darkness/Earth In Search Of A Sun and Sixth Day - The People. The latter track features what sounds like both male and female choirs, and I'm sure there's some 'Tron flute in there, too, so I presume he had more than one tape frame. I was led to believe that there were only a couple of 'Tron tracks here, but that's not the case at all, although some of his use is so subtle that it could almost be mistaken for actual orchestral instruments.
Melodies, from two years later and billed as The Jan Hammer Group, is another matter entirely. Not only does it contain guitar (from Steve Kindler), but Hammer's style had largely shifted into the proto-fuzak for which he's known and loved (?) to this day. Saying that, I Sing is an acoustic guitar/vocal number (there are vocals all over the album, mostly from drummer Tony Smith), with nowt but a trademark MiniMoog solo to indicate Hammer's input, sounding remarkably like Happy the Man, strangely enough. Kindler also plays some killer electric violin on Hyperspace, almost certainly the album's best track, as it's almost the only one that doesn't sound like it's striving to be played in a lift somewhere, albeit a fairly weird lift. Hammer keeps the Mellotron to a minimum this time round, with strings and (mixed?) choir on opener Too Much To Lose, though well in the background, with an even more background strings part on Don't You Know. Closer Your Love has definite flutes and maybe strings, alongside Kindler's violin and (presumably) real cello, but that's your lot.
So; The First Seven Days is a damn' good album with good 'Tron, with some nice innovative use. Recommended. Melodies is rather less exciting, though it has its moments, and is somewhat lesser on the 'Tron front. I think I'll avoid any later Hammer albums, though...
Chameleon in the Shadow of the Night (1973, 48.52) ****/TGerman Overalls
Rock and Rôle
In the End
What's it Worth
Easy to Slip Away
Dropping the Torch
(In the) Black Room
The Silent Corner & the Empty Stage (1974, 49.50) ****/TTModern
The Lie (Bermini's St. Theresa)
A Louse is Not a Home
In Camera (1974, 48.01) ****/TFerret & Featherbird
(No More) the Sub-Mariner
Faint-Heart & the Sermon
The Comet, the Course, the Tail
Magog (in Bromine Chambers)
Peter Hammill was, of course, mainman of one of the greatest (relatively) unsung heroes of the prog world, the mighty Van der Graaf Generator, who finally split in 1978, after a turbulent ten years, including a several-year period of inactivity in the mid-'70s. Hammill had already kick-started his solo career alongside VdGG, although he was also their chief writer; Fool's Mate (***½) was a reasonable start, but many of the songs strike me as uncharacteristically cheerful, presumably because he utilised his material that didn't work for Van der Graaf.
Recorded in the middle of Van der Graaf's down-period, Chameleon in the Shadow of the Night is more what we've come to expect from the man; doom, gloom and a scorpion on the sleeve. Despite the intensity of the instrumental work, Hammill's music is essentially singer-songwriter material, making little sense without a lyric sheet and enough commitment from the listener to actually listen to the words. German Overalls namechecks other band members, giving vital clues to the band's initial breakup, while pretty much every other lyric on the album delves deeply into his psyche, dredging up sorrow, regret, pain... Yup, this is full-on miserablist stuff, but by God, it works! Hammill credits himself with 'one flight of Mellotrons', which come blasting in halfway through Easy To Slip Away (namechecking Mike and Susie from VdGG's Refugees), with a highly effective string part, close to distortion. Not a Mellotron album as such, but essential listening for progressive rock fans who wish to dive below the surface.
The Silent Corner & the Empty Stage is more of the same, unsurprisingly, although track lengths are increasing, with album closer A Louse Is Not A Home topping the twelve-minute mark. There's very little drumming on the album, which sounds slightly odd until you get used to it, but it actually tends to give the rest of the instruments space to breathe, without having to compete with the relentless rhythm the whole time. Two 'Tron tracks this time round; opener Modern has string chords here and there, while Wilhelmina has more of the same, but much more so, and what could be something from the 'Tron brass family. Saxes? I'd be surprised, because VdGG's David Jackson tends to deal with that end of things on Hammill's albums. Whatever. Another classic Hammill album, anyway. In Camera ups the intensity stakes yet again, with an excellent multi-monosynth arrangement on (No More) The Sub-Mariner and Hammill's most out-there piece ever, the second half of the lengthy Gog/Magog sequence that closes the album. Side one closes with Faint-Heart & The Sermon, layered in Mellotron strings, with cellos on the intro; a real tour-de-force on every front.
My brother (of ex-Guapo fame, boys'n'girls) and I have argued long and loud over whether or not you can hold Peter Hammill responsible for the atrocities subsequently committed in his name, namely, Marillion, and Fish's appalling lyrics generally (strange, for such an intelligent man). Of course you bloody can't; you might as well blame Green Day on the Sex Pistols; OK, so Hammill's lyrical style is way over the top, and melodrama's his middle name, but is it his fault if lesser mortals only scrape the surface of his talent, collect the handful of dust thus obtained and call it 'art'? Or am I just being totally pretentious? Many critics would level that accusation at Hammill, but it's no crime to bare your soul in public, however uncomfortable it may make your audience feel. No-one made them turn up...
So; to Mellotron or not to Mellotron? Well, all of Hammill's (limited) use is excellent, but there's only four tracks spread over three albums, so you'll have to decide for yourselves whether they're worth purchasing just to hear some very good, but not 'completely classic' use. The albums are all superb, if a little hard going, but if you're feeling adventurous... Be warned though: not for Marillion fans. Hammill never used a Mellotron on a solo album again, by the way, although two of the later Van der Graaf albums feature a smattering.
See: Van der Graaf Generator
Higher Ground (1974, 37.05) ***½/TCatch My Soul
Big Sur Suite
I don't know if Higher Ground is a typical Johnny "Hammond" Smith album, but if so, and you're allergic to jazz, you should probably vamoosh right now. Actually, it's more a blues/jazz jamming record, rather than straight bebop or whatever, with Hammond on, er, Hammond and plenty of brass scattered about (would jazz ever have happened without the development of the saxophone? Discuss), and a complete lack of vocals, which going by most jazz vocal work, has to be a bonus. Three of the four lengthy tracks are covers, with the overly-familiar Summertime getting an airing, here interwoven with The Ghetto, while the title track is a Stevie Wonder composition, with only closer Big Sur Suite being Hammond's own work.
Bob James plays Mellotron on one track, with an occasional cello line and some volume-pedalled string chords on Summertime/The Ghetto, although the rumoured use on Big Sur Suite turns out to be no more than rumour. So; an album for jazzers and/or Hammond (organ or man) enthusiasts, less so for Mellotron nuts, although there's passable use on one track.
Crossings (1972, 46.10) ****/TSleeping Giant
Sextant (1973, 39.12) ****/T½Rain Dance
Head Hunters (1973, 41.49) ****/½Chameleon
By 1972, keyboard whizz Herbie Hancock had already proved himself in the jazz field many times over, refusing to stick to any one style for long, infuriating purists in the process. Five years in Miles Davis' mid-'60s outfit set him on the road to solo success, forming one of the first fusion outfits at the tail end of that decade. By 1972's Crossings, Hancock was playing a largely improvised form of guitarless jazz/funk/rock, covering acoustic and electric pianos himself, while leaving the album's synth work to Patrick Gleeson. The playing is, as you'd expect, absolutely phenomenal, and while jazz is most definitely not my area, you'd be a fool not to be knocked back by the expertise shown here. The highest praise I can give the album is that over 46 minutes, it didn't bore me once, although I doubt if I'll ever feel any real affinity with the melodic and harmonic core of the music. After the full-on 24 minutes of side one's Sleeping Giant, the gentler Quasar and Water Torture come as a slight respite, which isn't to say they're exactly smooth jazz... Hancock's credited 'Melotron' only crops up on the latter, with a few volume-pedalled string chords here and there, and a striking pitchbent part, although it's not the heaviest use you're ever going to hear, barely earning one 'T'.
The following year's Sextant is, quite frankly, bonkers. Brilliant, but bonkers. Much of its length couldn't really be called 'jazz' at all, as the music heads off into the avant-garde, with discordant ARPs, squalling saxes (OK, so maybe there is some jazz in there) and, on side two's Hornets, some seriously blaxploitation hi-hat work and a superb trumpet impression of the insect in question. This is not an album for the faint-hearted, although I imagine it's fairly tame compared to Coltrane and the other bebop giants of the '60s. Hancock adds a clavinet to his keyboard arsenal this time round, making a fine old racket on Hornets, but again, only uses the 'Tron on one track. Hidden Shadows features more of those volume-pedalled and/or pitchbent strings, but adds flute chords to the mix, adding another half 'T' to the album's rating.
Hancock split his band after Sextant, forming a new one with the same name as their first album, Head Hunters. It caught him on the cusp between jazz credibility and commercial success, having a decidedly funky feel about it, while still being entirely instrumental and with two tracks in the ten-minute plus area. Hancock admits to a Sly and the Family Stone influence in the sleevenotes, so I suppose this album marks the inception of jazz-funk, without the cheesy commercialism of that genre. Every track has a different feel, from the freneticism of Sly (named in honour of), the all-out funk of Chameleon to the laid-back grooves of the superbly-titled Vein Melter; suffice to say, this is regarded as a fusion classic, although as with all these albums, I'd advise caution if you don't really 'do' jazz.
Hancock is listed as playing a Rhodes, a clavinet, an ARP Odyssey and Pro-Soloist, but you can also quite clearly hear a string synth of some description on Chameleon, then a not-easily identified string sound in Vein Melter. I used to think it was uncredited Mellotron, then changed my mind; an interview confirms that it's 'Tron mixed with string synth, although there can't be more than 30 or 40 seconds of it on the whole track, and I've no idea why he didn't credit the instruments. Hardly a Mellotron classic then, though an outstanding album in its field.
So; three adventurous albums, particularly Sextant, though I wouldn't really recommend any of these to the jazz-phobic. None of them feature any genuinely classic Mellotron work, but then, that wasn't really what they were about, was it?
Hands (1996, recorded 1977, 70.38) ****/T
Triangle of New Flight
I Want One of Those
The Tiburon Treasure
Hands in the Fire
Palm Mystery (1999, recorded 1977, 62.44) ***½/T
Loop of Humor
Zone of Balance
A Narrow Bridge
Mount of Luna
I Foreign I
Sooner Than You Think
Hands were yet another US prog outfit who recorded loads of material, but were unable to release it in any form at the time. Nearly 20 years later... Shroom Records do the decent thing, and make the contents of Hands available to the general public, and very good it is, too. The tracks appear to've been recorded over a three-year period, and cover a variety of styles, with the first several on the album being instrumental, some with and some without violin. Variety is good, but at times they sound like more than one band. More than one very good band, though; there isn't a bad track here, although I think it'll take several listens for the best compositions to seep through. As a general rule, though, think Gentle Giant crossed with Kansas, although there's a lot more to them than that.
I was convinced there wasn't going to be any 'Tron on the album, until Shannon Day's strings on Mutineer's Panorama cut in, with a smidgeon more on Antarctica. Shannon contacted me to tell me that at one time or another he has owned nine different 'Trons, with this particular one being an ex-Elton John machine, so it's a shame it wasn't used a little more.
Shroom's follow-up archive release, Palm Mystery, originally had me thinking it was entirely bereft of 'Tron, but Shannon tells me there's actually more 'Tron tracks than on its predecessor. The album itself is very good, but sounds like it consists of the leftover tracks that didn't make the grade for Hands, including several short musical sketches. There are apparently backing flutes and strings on both New Skies and A Narrow Bridge, and a short background string part on I Foreign I, too, but going with my original assessment of its 'Tron content, while it's a good album, it's rather inessential for the 'Tron fan.
So; two good archive releases, but less than essential 'Tron work throughout, with the possible exception of Mutineer's Panorama from Hands. The band have actually recently reformed (although Shannon Day isn't involved), releasing the excellent, if unsurprisingly 'Tron-free Twenty Five Winters.
Last Days of Wonder (2006, 43.23) ***/T½
|Your Great Journey
Tesla's Hotel Room
These Golden Jewels
After We Shot the Grizzly
Flapping Your Broken Wings
All the Time in Airports
|Bowling Alley Bar
Our Blue Sky
Somewhere Else to Be
The Handsome Family are effectively the husband-and-wife duo of Brett and Rennie Sparks, aided and abetted by other musicians as and when. 2006's Last Days of Wonder is their eighth album, consisting mostly of traditional acoustic folk/country, although All The Time In Airports cranks it up a bit, presumably harking back to their earlier records. Like so much country music, the stories behind the lyrics are probably more important than the actual music, making it difficult to pinpoint standout tracks; suffice to say, they're all of sufficiently high quality to keep fans of the genre happy.
Someone (presumably Brett) plays Mellotron on Beautiful William, with a ragged but heartfelt flute part that enhances the song nicely, plus what I take to be 'Tron strings right through closer Somewhere Else To Be. Overall, then, not a classic Mellotron album, but nice use on a couple of tracks on a reasonably good country album that straddles the line been 'trad' and 'alt'.
Let Us Go to Bethlehem: Ten Simple Love Songs (1975, 41.53) **/T
I Don't Know What to Do
Journey to Bethlehem
A Place to Stay
Let Us Go to Bethlehem
|On the Run
Yet another low-budget mid-'70s Christian artist (see: Morning Star, Pete Giardina), Marc Haney's Christmas epic, Let Us Go to Bethlehem: Ten Simple Love Songs, lays out 'the Christmas story' in song, unquestioningly, from a late 20th-century American viewpoint, making the whole thing even more ridiculous than it already is (Joseph's 'thoughts' in I Don't Know What To Do are particularly amusing). Musically, it's the usual slightly folky acoustic approach with an extra-special layer of cheese in the narrated passages, although the occasional countryish flourish (notably on Traveler's Song) ups the schlock factor without help.
Matt Spransy (apparently from a band biliously named Servant) plays Mellotron, with a strangely low-in-the-mix string solo in Journey To Bethlehem, including a bum chord as the guitar/bass accompaniment shifts, with more 'deep background' strings on closer Maranatha. Er, is this actually a Mellotron at all? It has a Mellotronic feel to it, but could be a sympathetically EQ'd string machine. Oh well, it stays here until I found out otherwise. Do you really want a copy of this? Why? Download it, then.