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Bleu Edmondson / Blog

Another "Lost Boy" Review

I got into trouble the last time I tried to write about Bleu Edmondson. Seems his fans took exception to things I said about him. So I figured I'd go on down the road and forget about it. Then I screwed up and bought his latest CD. And I can't forget about it. Bleu won't let me. Damned boy writes too good a song to forget about it. There's heart, soul, and substance in this CD and great sound too. It'll grow and grow on you, or at least it has with me. On my list, Bleu is one of the top five young acts to come out of Texas in recent times. There's not much country about Bleu; he hails from young Springsteen, John Mellencamp, Rick Springfield rock and roll territory. But if that isn't Americana then what is? Bleu searched his soul for this one. Then he took an axe to a frozen heart and found a strong warm pulse beneath the ice. Many of the songs document battles and wounds suffered in the strange battlefield fought in the bars and honkytonks or our land—a place where those that lead with their hearts get savaged. For those that accuse him of getting soft, you'd have to be brain dead not to realize that this world and our country in particular is in bad shape. People look but don't see, they listen but don't hear. We live in a dark time where prayers hardly make it though the haze and answers are not always forthcoming: a time and a place where people have been raised with the best the planet has to offer, are surrounded by luxury, yet have become little more than hollow shells, almost soulless in their selfishness. Bleu is blessed (or cursed, depending on how you look at it) with seeing and hearing everything and trying to make sense of it. It may be the only world he has known, but down deep, he knows something's wrong and he's doing his best to describe how he feels. It's no wonder he feels lost sometimes. Bleu Edmondson doesn't sing rock and roll; on Lost Boy he bleeds it. Don Ford (Americanaroots.com)

"Lost Boy" Reviews

When I first met Texas-based singer-songwriter Bleu Edmondson, it was in a parking lot following an acoustic set he had performed at a club in Lawton. I hadn't seen Edmondson live before that night but was totally sold on his lyrics and sound after that show. With his trademark low-slung cap hiding his eyes, Edmondson clearly had a unique vibe that made him a standout in the increasingly diverse Texas/Red Dirt music scene. Talking with Edmondson that night, it was clear that he was like his lyrics ? honest, gritty, humble, intelligent. In fact, I came away from that conversation with a bootleg Bruce Springsteen CD he gave to me as a gift. Cool! The guy is a huge fan of The Boss and that influence is felt on Edmondson's rock solid new disc, "Lost Boy," produced by Dwight A. Baker. And while Springsteen's influence is felt, others are present as well, combining with Edmondson's own unique approach. While there had been some mix-ups at the CD printing plant, Smith Entertainment finally was able to release the eagerly anticipated "Lost Boy" this month. From start to finish, these 11 songs show an artist who has finally found his voice, albeit raspy and rockin'. Thirty seconds of quiet piano chords leads up to a roots-rocking original called "American Saint." This rollicking slice of Americana is straight out of the "Born to Run" playbook but with a modern air. This is one of the best Texas music rockers I've heard in awhile. I also reacted strongly to the album's first single, "Last Last Time." Edmondson, at his raspy-yet-pure best, offers a crisp alt-country rocker that is reminiscent of the Replacements' Paul Westerberg with a short guitar solo that brings to mind R.E.M.'s gorgeous "Flowers of Guatemala." The folksy poetry of "The Echo," with it's mournful sax solo, echoes in your ears long after it's been played. The same could be said for "Back to You" a very spiritual and atmospheric song that is among Edmondson's strongest and most beautiful songs to date. And just as things are getting hopeful, Edmondson ? clipped angel wings and all - comes crashing back to earth with the sad, Southern tale "Finger on the Trigger," written by Oklahoma singer-songwriter Brandon Jenkins. Edmondson is all about the common man trying to make his way in a crazy world. With his "lost boys," "rejects," "sinners," "saints," "Southern sons" and "suicide girls," Edmondson speaks on behalf of those marginalized in our winner-take-all society. There's the grittiness of the anthem "Resurrection," co-written with Wade Bowen, featuring some U2-esque guitar stylings. This is the same song Bowen recorded for "Lost Hotel" in 2006. Seriously, there's not a single clunker in this collection. It's really amazing to see an artist like Edmondson transform from a soulful country-rocker, as featured on his 2002 album "The Band Plays On" to the independently creative force he's become on "Lost Boy." Be sure to check out the Bleu Edmondson Band live or find out more at www.bleuedmondson.com Andrew W. Griffin (Norman Transcript) -------------

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