Reviews: Kevin Barber and Mark Taylor have something that many musicians will envy. Apart from their ability to write superb songs and play ukulele, mandolin, banjo; electric, bass, slide, steel and lap resonator guitars - they have empathy. And incidentally their harmonies are pretty spot on too. The acoustic duo needs to be just that, a duo, and by implication that means tight and together. Too many duos rub along with each other, sometimes close, but occasionally far apart. Listen to ‘the reason why’ from Barber & Taylor and you’ll hear a duo with empathy for the music and each other. This album gives you a mix of styles built on a foundation of American folk, overlayed with bluegrass rhythms, a touch of country and an edge of blues, all suffused with Barber & Taylor’s combined talent. However you attempt to classify them, Barber & Taylor are a superb acoustic duo it’s that simple. The album offers views on life, tinges of sadness and sharp narratives of a Tennessee Williams play or Harper Lee novel put to music. The album opens with ‘Counting the Minutes’ and wistful lost-love song that perfectly introduces their music and lyrics, and shows the musical understanding between Kevin and Mark. ‘The Endless Possibilities of War’ is one of those songs to catch your soul. Lyrics such as: “Now you’re here and it’s my job to show you the endless possibilities of war.” If that doesn’t touch you nothing will. ‘Children of the Chapel’ is without doubt one of the finest instrumentals I’ve heard in a long time. It conveys a depth of emotion and feeling, and demonstrates their fine musicianship. ‘Flowers in Her Hair’ and ‘I Will Remember’ both tell tales of loss and pain in different ways (and I love the narrative folk song) with powerful lyrics wrapped in gentle tunes. ‘Flowers in Her Hair’ describes murder and loss with a bite that makes you sit up and listen. It’s hard as nails. ‘I Will Remember’ tells the story of a soldier never coming home. They’re both compelling songs with inspired instrumentation to match. This is an album to listen to again and again, once is not enough, because each time you listen there’s more to hear. Tim Carroll, Folkwords. www.folkwords.com Barber & Taylor are a songwriting duo hailing from the Brighton who seem to have been strongly influenced by the folk narrative tradition. "Flowers In Her Hair" is one of the best murder ballads I've heard in a while. There is a darkness to the album, but it doesn't feel doom and gloom. It does feel well written and accutely observed. It also picks its targets well. The anti-war songs go for those that use war as a political tool, rather than those who actually do the fighting on the ground. It doesn't clear those that let it happen in their name either. "The Reason Why" shows words still matter.
LYRICS: Counting The Minutes (Barber) Standing at the station on the day that I left you Heading off to find the place that all my dreams went to Counting off the minutes I just couldn’t wait to be On that train to anywhere but where the pain and heartbreak haunted me
Leaving you was easy I had all my reasons clear I couldn’t wait around to see my future disappear Time was killing all the dreams I had when I was young And so I said goodbye to you and headed off to make it on my own
But now I find those dreams I had have disappeared from view And every night I dream instead of things we used to do Wishing I was somewhere else with something else to do Counting all the minutes without you
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But now I find those dreams I had have disappeared from view And every night I dream instead of things we used to do Wishing I was somewhere else with something else to do Counting all the minutes without you
Now the nights are empty and I find myself alone I lie awake and fill my head with memories of home I just can’t remember all the dreams I had before The things I wanted lie like empty bottles scattered on the floor
But now I find those dreams I had have disappeared from view And every night I dream instead of things we used to do Wishing I was somewhere else with something else to do Counting all the minutes without you Counting all the minutes without you Wishing I was on that train to you
Moonlight Becomes You (Taylor) Moonlight becomes you, my darling, Moonlight becomes you, my pretty one, The pale beams dancing on your slender neck, Far from the clutches of the jealous sun,
It was Munich in spring, Berlin in June, You made me confess under sky, stars and moon, Moonlight becomes you but the morning seems to come too soon.
Moonlight becomes you, my pretty one, Moonlight becomes you, my darling, All is still now on the Autobahn, An eerie silence covers everything,
But whenever you walk into the room, Strange music delights in the gathering gloom, Moonlight becomes you but the morning seems to come too soon.
Now there are wolves at the gate, my love taken flight, Don’t leave me alone to howl in the night!
The Endless Possibilities of War (Barber) When we were young we played at war We fought battles with the kids next door The wars we would never lose
We went to school and learned to be Believers in democracy and liberty The path to freedom we knew well
They built us up and made us strong Taught to know when we were right or wrong They said we were the chosen ones
Then they sent us out to defend our land Told us we didn’t have to understand All we had to do was trust in God
And the sergeant said welcome to the army I hope you know just what you’re fighting for Now you’re here and it’s my job to show you The endless possibilities of war
They are bad we are good All the possibilities are understood We know that God is on our side
Our way of life is under threat Terrorists have left us with a lethal debt But who it is we punish we can’t tell
And the sergeant said welcome to the army I hope you know just what you’re fighting for Now you’re here and it’s my job to show you The endless possibilities of war
It’s house to house and door to door I wonder if they know what we’re searching for We share confusion in our souls
The body count is all we hear But who are the terrorists is never clear The guilty stay hidden from our view
And the sergeant said welcome to the army I think we know just who we’re fighting for Now you’re here and we’ve all seen the answer The endless possibilities of war
From Here to Eternity (Taylor) I search in a room; I search in an open space, Looking for you and the love that still haunts this place, But where are you now? You’re not where you said you’d be, I’ve waited so long, from here to eternity.
West of Heaven, East of nowhere, I’ve been waiting from here to eternity I swear.
There is no map to navigate human hearts, Compass points south, captain consult your charts, So where are you now? I’ve waited so patiently, I’ve waited so long, from here to eternity.
West of Heaven, East of nowhere, I’ll be waiting from here to eternity I swear…
How Many Tears? (Barber) How many grains of sand upon the shore How many stars stand high above us all How many days to wonder If all my tears will end And if my aching heart will ever mend
And how long has it been since I have seen The light shine in your eyes when you look at me And how long will the journey Back to forgiveness take The past seems not to want us to escape
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And where will sadness take us in the end This lonely road is long without a friend And if we ever get there, how many tears will be Left on the road behind both you and me Left on the road behind both you and me
Flowers In Her Hair (Barber)
Sunday morning, walking by the river I came upon a young girl walking there She said she was the new wife of my neighbour And I noticed she had flowers in her hair
Many times I saw her by the river Often she would stop and talk to me Then one day, we sat down together And picked some of the flowers growing free
The sun shone down upon us As we were sitting there We lay down together And then I put flowers in her hair
Every Sunday morning I would meet her We passed the time as lovers always do I told her that one day we’d be together She told me that she hoped it would come true
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The sun shone down upon us As we were laying there She told me that she loved me And then I put flowers in her hair
Then one Sunday laying by the river In each others arms without a care We heard somebody calling out her name and We looked up and saw him standing there
He looked down upon us As we were laying there He lifted up his shotgun And then I saw blood all in her hair
The sheriff came and took away my neighbour He’s waiting in the prison soon to die My love lies still and cold beneath the flowers And once again I’m laying by her side
The sun it shines above us As we are laying there I tell her that I love her And then I put flowers in her hair
Long Gone (Barber) I came home from work last night As tired as a man could be Looking forward to my baby Taking good care of me Seeing that she wasn’t home I asked My landlord where she’d gone He told me that she’d packed her bags And she was long gone Long gone
I went down to my best friend’s house To see if he would know Why my baby she would leave me And where on earth she’d go His wife she met me at their door And told me that he wasn’t home She said that he had packed his bags And he was long gone Long gone
Well I went home and sat right down And poured myself a beer Tried to figure out why my best friend And my baby left me sitting here Didn’t take me long to figure out The best thing I could do Now I’m living at my best friend’s house Cos he’s long gone Long gone
I Will Remember (Taylor) In the evening I will remember And to memory I will surrender And sing a song so sweet and tender Such a sad song that bears your name Could a soft voice stop your blood’s flow Could my poor heart bear such sorrow Stand aside I carry precious cargo Such a sad song that bears your name INST For my young boy was a soldier Under burden of his orders Lift him up and carry him across the water An sing a sad song that bears his name In the evening I will remember And to memory I will surrender And sing a song so sweet and tender Such a sad song that bears your name Such a sad song that bears your name Such a sad song that bears your name
The Reason Why (Barber) She’s standing at the bus stop in the morning Another day is heading for a fall She goes each day to work down at the factory A ten hour shift in dirty overalls At least by working hard she keeps from thinking About the dreams that she’s allowed to die And when the things she’s done will help to tell her The reason why
Once she had a sweetheart in the army The plans they made together seemed so fine But the politicians sent him off to serve them And all the dreams they had were left behind The letter that she got one Monday morning Said she should be proud of how he died But no-one ever came around to tell her The reason why
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He looks down from the photograph beside her She lies in bed and stares into his arms But memories so sweet will never tell you The reason why She’s standing at the bus stop in the morning
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