(Alive) Of Andre Williams’ dozen comeback albums he’s made over
the last two decades this is genuinely one of the best The swampy, slink ghost
blues rock thst Matthew Smith and Jim Diamond eke out (celebrating the Detroit
side of Andre, without erasing the Chicago side) perfectly matches his now
hoarse, mellow, haunting voice. Highlights include a heavy, gaspy take on the
closest thing he ever had to a hit (for someone else) “Shake A Tail Feather,” a
tasty toast about a naughty fly, and some Tom Paine-esque sature on an
anti-anti Obama song. But the highest highlight may be the snippets of candid audio
from the sessions in which Andre takes no shit and makes it clear that he’s
running the show, not some puppet masters. It reminded me of the surprisingly
in control Michael Jackson directing the dancers and musicians in This Is It. But with a happier ending.
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