The songs sweeps and sinks to a gorgeous and lush piano melody, while lead singer Guy Garvey croons in an earthy, smoky tenor with flashes of falsetto about two addict lovers coming down and going through withdrawals together. There’s a sweetness to the tragedy, a nod to unrelenting true love in the direst of circumstances, ultimately created by ourselves. And at song’s end, when those two sustained horn notes hit in solemn procession, it’s like the floor crumbles away below your feet, like the world just falls away. It’s like a punch in the gut. And then it’s over.
Based on “Powder Blue” alone, I keep coming back to Elbow and their glorious and gritty ballroom pop. The band’s organic British sound feels dingier and dirtier than so many of their contemporaries, like some kind of alcoholic lounge act playing in a smoke-filled room near the airport.
That’s the highest compliment I can think to give to someone.
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