Below find a selection of reviews for Rough Landing and It’s Alright.
The second CD of Spike Flynn confirms the suspicions I had after listening to his debut album It’s Alright. This man is a great asset to the singer-songwriter guild!
The thirteen songs (on Rough Landing) are in many cases simply more beautiful than those from his already so well-loved predecessor (It’s Alright). Recommended especially to fans of the material of classical singer-songwriters like Guy Clark, Townes Van Zandt and John Prine.
Wonderful words delivered in a true country style. Songs like Trying to Get Home Blues, Frozen Words, Ragin’ against the Wind and All you Lonesome Hobos speak to the inner strength in all of us and our need to endure. This artist is a really fine example of the talent that exists out there in music land but sadly, under the radar. Highly recommended
from the long tradition of the folk singer. His songs, such as Trying to Get Home Blues, All You Lonesome Hobos, Re-Incarnation Train Whistle Blues – and even the titles – are those of songs influenced by people like Ramblin ‘Jack Elliott and Guy Clark. The sound is spartan and rustic and is best thought of as a carriage for the stories he tells.
His songs, such as Trying to Get Home Blues, All You Lonesome Hobos, Re-Incarnation Train Whistle Blues – and even the titles – are those of songs influenced by people like Ramblin ‘Jack Elliott and Guy Clark. The sound is spartan and rustic and is best thought of as a carriage for the stories he tells.
Flynn has a good voice and writes songs that flow steadily allowing his voice to quietly make his points along the journey. This record has a lot of rootsy, gutsy appeal and should satisfy listeners who enjoy good western singer songwriters …
© David Hintz
They are songs that could have been written at any time in the last century or so and certainly could have been written about the wide open spaces and pitiless economic forces of America in 1880 or 1930 rather than Spike’s own experiences in the New South Wales of the last forty years or so. …For all that his focus is on the downbeat, the message that Spike seeks to bring us in distilling his experience is that we’re all in it together; there’s no bitterness and recrimination here, just a reiterated wish that we all find our way to good, or better, times. It’s all there in the last verse of That’s The Way It Goes :
“Do the best that you can, be true to love and your fellow man
Always try to lend a helping hand – that’s the way it goes”.
shows the hand of a true master storyteller. His lyrics are pure and his own experiences inspires these poetic lyrics, which shows a great willingness to accept life as it is….. Brilliant stuff!
Cis Van Looy
(with the) opening song It’s Aright which clocks in at nearly nine minutes, Flynn is obviously not in a hurry to tell his tales. It’s Alright could have fallen out of an early Tom Wait’s album with its vignettes of small town life and the smoky saxophone that accompanies it. The sax is present also on Silver Nitrate Serenade, another lengthy mood piece with lyrics that catch an emotion and a moment in time so well such as
“the strong black coffee shoots my nerves, full of tin foil and memories and rust, and a mind almost spent checks its change for the rent.”,,,, All in all this is terrific stuff.
That’s The Way It Goes resignedly tells Spike’s life philosophy. Storytelling that allows comparisons with the work of Bob Dylan, Bob Martin and Sam Baker. I say no more!
Rein van den Berg
Spike Flynn is a wonderful songwriter from Australia. His shorter songs are little slices of life that perfectly capture the emotions of his characters in just a few lines. But his longer songs are a revelation. These are perfect noir short stories, dripping with atmosphere. As with any good short story, the plotting is tight, with the resolutions feeling completely satisfying. Silver Nitrate Serenade is a superb example
(from the album It’s alright) Penny Whistle Lament – a story for us all. Dreams, songs, altruism, values, and goodness, turned to dust by our own reckless indulgences and destructiveness, and carried away on any passing breeze. The song sings of soft defeat but its musical accompaniment is anything but soft; it is relentless and unsettling and Flynn sings with the horror of those nights alone with nothing but the night wind calling.