Album Review: Ricky Warwick – “When Patsy Cline Was Crazy And Guy Mitchell Sang The Blues”
Part Two of our Ricky Warwick review double header then. When Patsy Cline Was Crazy And Guy Mitchell Sang The Blues is the electric half of his two new albums, and it comes out of the traps roaring with The Road To Damascus Street, the story of a mercenary fighting in South America, and doesn’t let up for the duration of its 40 minutes.
There’s two notable influences at work here, firstly Thin Lizzy, with Warwick’s vocals definitely owing a sly nod to Phil Lynott on tracks such as Yesteryear and If You’re Not Gonna Leave Me (then again, perhaps that’s not surprising, given Warwick’s time with Lizzy’s Scott Gorham in the Black Star Riders), and secondly, the country rock of groups like The Georgia Satellites and Jason & The Scorchers, especially on the likes of Gold Along The Cariboo and Here’s Where The Story Ends, a tale of an old gunslinger approaching the end of his days. Not a bad place to be by any means, and this one keeps up the pace throughout.
Warwick has assembled an impressive guest list for this album – Ginger Wildheart pops up on guitar and co-authoring duties on the frenetic Johnny Ringo’s Last Ride, while Therapy?’s Andy Cairns does the same on Celebrating Sinking, a tale of a veteran pub brawler who’s burned one bridge too many. The title track meanwhile (featuring Snow Patrol’s Nathan Connolly on guitar) is a love letter from Warwick to all the music that shaped him growing up, and is one of the highpoints on here. All in all, this one keeps up the high standards throughout and comes well recommended.
Comparing this to its acoustic bedfellow Hearts On Trees is a bit like comparing night with day, but together they make up a pretty impressive whole. While Hearts On Trees is one for having a quiet afternoon in and relaxing to, this is the one to put on the pub jukebox (well, if pubs still had jukeboxes nowadays, but you get what I mean) on a Saturday night out, all Thin Lizzy style tales of derring do, fist-pumping riffs, and choruses throughout. Really, what more could you ask for?