It must have been a pretty bad evening. Having laid down a few tracks on his own, with just vocals and keyboards, Mark had about half an album's worth of material, but he wanted a bit more meat to some of his set. So our man Mark rocked up with a few mates and a few beers at another studio, armed with some half-formed ideas for songs and the plan to record an album. And lo, so he did. He tonked away on the piano, while his mates - not bad musicians, but pressed for time and perhaps not entirely sold on the idea of a 'blend of progressive/chamber pop and classic adult contemporary' - did their session style bits, a guitar line here, a solo there, a sax break in the middle here and the end here... ok, so I don't know the real story. But perhaps my fictionalised version is closer to the truth than you might think.
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This album, with the best will in the world, sounds uncomfortably amateurish, while also adopting a position that's so middle of the road that I fear Mr. Mansfield risks being hit by traffic travelling in both directions.
Lucid Veil Records online
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