I’m yet to choose a rating scale to apply – I’m operating on a “recommend” or “flee like it’s the plague” system for now. At the bottom of the reviews I’ll also outline the singles to buy/steal (if any good tracks can be found on the festering albums I condemn) and/or crap songs to remove from iPod playlists (if you do get the full album).
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Tyr’s Day Music Review: Sean McCann’s Lullabies for Bloodshot Eyes
I have been a fan of Great Big Sea for years, but was disappointed with their latest effort: 2008’s Fortune’s Favour. The album has but a single listenable song (“Company of Fools”) as the band strayed from their Celtic roots into unfamiliar rock territory. Regardless (or maybe in spite) of this, when I saw Séan McCaan was doing a solo project, Lullabies for Bloodshot Eyes, I was immediately willing to buy it without hearing a single track. I was not disappointed, but not particularly pleased either. I have a bias in favour of Great Big Sea’s earlier and more traditional work, and without Bob Hallett’s tin whistle, accordion, and dozen other instruments, Séan’s solo effort is missing the sound I expect to be supplementing his voice. Fans of Great Big Sea might also miss the variety of Alan Doyle’s voice because Séan tends to sing a lot of his songs in a similar style. For example, if you buy the album on Séan’s website, you’ll be treated to the bonus track “The Death of Queen Jane” which has a simple melody obviously inspired by “John Barbour” (on Great Big Sea’s 2004 release Something Beautiful), but at least the penny whistle makes an appearance.
The major problem with Lullabies for Bloodshot Eyes is that it’s littered with clichés. I feel as if Séan was using my word of the day poetry format: choosing an overused phrase (or two) and building a song around it. The first and last songs are written for his two sons, which is endearing, I suppose, but the lullaby format bores me—as do stock lyrics like “Hush now baby don’t you cry, let no tears fall from your eyes.” Yes it’s a lullaby, but…I don’t know. I want something more original (which he does deliver later).
The second track, “Wish”, is composed of pretty weak lyrics (including stock “if I die before I wake”), but then the album takes off with three of its best songs in a row. The guitar in “Peace among the Bones” picks up the pace and leads into “Hold Me Steady” (Freddy…ouch lyrics again) with its excellent orchestration. “Gone Tomorrow” was easily my favourite song on my first listen. The notes almost seem out of Séan’s range, but when Jeen O’Brien’s lovely harmony kicks in…wow. Something beautiful, indeed. “Razor & Rust” and “Lazy Lover” keep up the vocal magic, but the latter suffers from being cornier than it is funny.
“Wasted”, after multiple listens, overtakes “Gone Tomorrow” as my favourite track. It has the most honest presentation, and despite its slow beginning does not have the lullaby quality the album’s title advertises. I love songs that build, and although “Wasted” never reaches the intensity of songs like “Good Night Elisabeth” (by Counting Crows) or “Wet Sand” (by The Red Hot Chili Peppers), it is expertly arranged down to the final line sung over silence. In fact, it’s a huge compliment that I think of those long songs when listening to 3:17 “Wasted”.
I do recommend this album, although I’m going to leave the lullabies off my iPod (my apologies to your sons Séan). You can sample a few songs and buy the album on Séan’s website: http://greatbigsean.com/site/
My Favourite Movie of the Year (Besides Up)
With the Oscars being handed out tomorrow in one of the weakest years for great films, I want to recommend a quirky, unapologetically self-conscious con-flick from last summer. At the time, I was in Korea where any movie with Adrian Brody is immediately granted first run, but in North America (upon my return), no one seemed to have heard of The Brothers Bloom. I assume that the movie was simply too literary for North American tastes (although it also…yet unsurprisingly…was poorly received in Korea: a country which collectively hated Watchmen because it wasn’t Wolverine, uggh).
The literary references begin in the very title: a combination of The Brothers Karamazov and Ulysses’ Leopold Bloom. Bloom (Adrian Brody) is the reluctant leading man in the schemes of his also Joycian-named older brother Stephen (Mark Ruffalo), who “writes his cons like dead Russian novelists: with character arcs and symbolism and shit”. The movie already had me at this point. One of the biggest problems with loading a film with symbolism is that the movie immediately appears unreal. How can the colour green always occur around certain characters? Why is that character’s name based on Greek mythology in a way that foreshadows the ending? In The Brothers Bloom, the answer is simple: Stephen created it – more-or-less – which becomes the hook of the film.
The final con Stephen proposes to Bloom marks a rich and beautiful recluse…of course…named Penelope (Rachel Weisz). She lives alone in a mansion collecting hobbies and has read enough to start catching the references in Stephen’s plot once she joins their band of art-thieves. The actual con turns out to be less interesting and important than the beauty of the entire film – from the colours, settings, and score to the brothers Bloom’s explosives expert Bang Bang (Rinko Kikuchi).
What is con and what is real blurs as the film sails towards its climax. There are moments of confusion and events too contrived to be true (because they’re often not), but I was never bored during this whimsical meta-heavy fantasy. You don’t even need to catch all the outside references to enjoy the movie – I’m sure I missed many. There are enough recurring themes and symbols within the film itself for those, like me, who love to see such devices in action.
The Brothers Bloom is not a perfect film, but it’s far and away the most enjoyable movie I saw last year. Besides Up.



