Christina Lux - Coming Home At Last

Styles: Vocal
Year: 2007
File: MP3@320K/s
Time: 45:57
Size: 105,7 MB
Art: Front

(3:48)  1. Coming Home At Last
(3:54)  2. To The World
(6:49)  3. Arms Wide Open
(4:46)  4. Abuse
(6:16)  5. It Ain't Mine
(4:37)  6. Man Without A Face
(4:21)  7. Healing Waters
(3:45)  8. Love Is My Religion
(4:01)  9. Endless Fall
(3:36) 10. Late At Night

German-born singer-songwriter Christina Lux makes no bones about wanting to get right into the inner souls and emotions of her listeners: Her songs are direct examples of the hazardous riptides of love and human striving with titles like "It Ain't Mine" and "Abuse." She's been compared to Joni Mitchell and Shawn Colvin, and is a smart (perhaps genius) woman forever balancing her own brilliance and artistic drives with the need to love and be loved, and, most of all, to make music about the struggle to fulfill those needs. Her voice carries a slight Germanic ennui-ridden rasp, making her a bit of a kindred spirit to the cabaret singers of her nation's past, the ones who used to straddle chairs and smoke cigarettes in top hats while singing about love. That rasp, however, is harnessed to some light, gently bouncing soul. As its title might indicate, Coming Home at Last is a haven, a song collection as welcoming and comforting as the shoulder of a childhood best friend w! ho has just returned from a long, long trip.

"No excuses / They just blow my fuses / The body says stop / The mind can't follow / Maybe I'm frightened," goes the opening title track over somber melodic piano. The cabaret lilt is soon swallowed up by light soulful grooves and gentle drums and guitars. "Abuse" opens with the sly shuffle of brushes scraping along the snare drum while Lux goes deep into the harrowing tale of sexual abuse passed along for generations. The clear-eyed approach makes for harrowing listening, but makes the transcendent moments well earned, as on the uplifting sing-along "To the World" or "Late at Night" with its smooth fretless electric-bass meanderings and Lux's resigned declarations: "I know it doesn't help much / To start crying / But it doesn't help it all / To act as if this ain't true / I'm no good / At hiding."

This is music for mornings with coffee, sunshine, and the paper, time for sincere declarations and the openhearted yearning that we experience before the jaded poses of adulthood dim the beauty of the world in our eyes. Lux may make music on the easy-listening side of the tracks, but she doesn't throw away a single lyric; she goes for the tear ducts like a pit bull and fans love her for it. No one goes home without losing a little something along the way. But for each thing gained there's something lost, and in Coming Home at Last Christina Lux lets you know it's okay, you're safe, and you've always been. The hurt, as they say, is all hers. ~ Daily OM    

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Coming Home At Last

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