Not unlike a Dolly Parton duet, this one is for singing along to. And you and I both know that the ghost is me.” ‘Dearly Departed’ is a song about relationships, how they can sour and where the responsibility lies. Enter both singers with perfectly harmonised oohs and straight into the chorus: “You and I both know that the house is haunted. Sung as a duet with Denver singer/songwriter Esmé Patterson, ‘Dearly Departed’ starts with a drum and clapping rhythm made for clapping along to. This isn’t his most played song, but a good example of his recent foray into a new musical direction. The chorus is made up of la’s and na’s and doesn’t hide Shakey’s views of his neighbour as being uninformed and ridiculous. His voice has been layered with the louder vocal chorused and underneath, a deeper voice that breaths some gravity into the lyrics. I’ve started to believe my neighbor, we’re the same.” The production has a pop feel and even an electro ’90s industrial snare drum sound. ![]() “Only reason you’re afraid, there’s no face. He admits, he too can be scared of things unfamiliar to him. ‘My Neighbor’ is a song inspired by the idea that everyone wanting to live in their own “bubble dome”, as Shakey Graves calls it. ![]() He looks at what it would be like to have a more exciting life, but always opts for the safer route and then distortion guitar kicks in for the chorus outlining frustration of a life lived with such apathy. Shakey Graves wonders why the same old person does the same old thing day in and day out. Psychedelic pedal effects put a sense of strangeness in the music. Perfectly harmonised vocals with the sound of an entire backing band, tuneful whistling and poetic guitar riffs, this track is strongly reminiscent of the Beatles. Production-wise, it’s much more elaborate than past albums. Garcia offered a completely new sound on his recent album. Roll the Bones by Shakey Graves Roll the Bones by Shakey Graves 3. Lyrics like, “When your pockets fill With dollar bills, your heart forgets to eat,” sculpted into melodies that have you singing along. Rhythmic strumming and improvisatory horn entries bring a jive about that jumps into an infectious chorus with an accordion that hints at its more integral use later in the song there’s a gypsy fiesta feel about in this one. This is the only live performance on the album. This is when Rose-Garcia becomes Shakey Graves.Ģ. And just when you feel comfortable to typecast him, he will bring in a harp or accordion, or damn it, he will bring in a whole support band and morph into lyrical psychedelic sounds, reminiscent of experimental Beatles. He will use weird and wonderful effects with pedals and string bends, always striving to create a sound to support his poetry. Don’t worry, he will cover both lead and rhythm roles with clean acoustic plucking, sometimes opting for a distortion pedal for open chords. Now, take a DIY suitcase-turned kick drum and tambourine. ![]() This is the world of Austin native, sometimes front man, sometimes one man band, Alejandro Rose-Garcia. A place where neighbours are suspicious, where the author, a troubadour, knows better but also has to accept blame. Where loved ones come and go without specially announcing their intrinsic value or difference from the others, leaving you to have to sort through the good from bad. ![]() Imagine a world where fame and money doesn’t bring friends, nor happiness or freedom.
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