My third
review of the much under-rated Ms. Macdonald and nothing much has changed in
Amie’s world of middle of the road, Scottish folk pop.
And that’s
where the review could end. Here are twelve of Amie’s songs with her trademark sound,
her trademark voice and her trademark song-writing. Imagine if the Proclaimers
had not been twins, and they’d been a woman and you’re probably not a million
miles away from Amie’s persona in the world of music. She’s like haggis;
gorgeous, tasty and wholesome, but no-one outside Scotland could care less
about it. Except I have my doubts that anyone in Scotland cares about Amie
Macdonald either.
And then, as
always, we come to the point in the review where I ask the question. Who
actually does like Amie Mcdonald? Who does she appeal to? Too soft for the
folkies, too folky for middle of the roadsters, too harsh on the ear for
warbling fans, too quirky for the mainstream, too mainstream for alternatives.
That’s right, no-one likes Amie Mcdonald, and I have a suspicion that she has
only sold two copies of this album; one to me and one to her mum. Nevertheless,
we love our Amie at the Into the Valley offices and she must be getting close
to Hall of Fame status when I introduce it.
All the songs
in this collection are the standard issue Amie Macdonald stalwarts that we know
and love. ‘The Green and the Blue’ possibly deserves special mention as it’s
about football, but ultimately it gets sucked back into the swamp of high quality
mediocrity. It’s an enjoyable album but unless you already love her, it’s not
going to change anyone’s mind.
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