Nov. 26, 2000
By G.C. Weeks
Loosely grounded in themes of childhood, yet firmly rooted, sonically, in
the dream-like carnivalesque of adolescent daydreams, Nourallah Brothers is
one of those sweet musical surprises that puts you in touch with places
you’ve long neglected through years of post-adolescent nail-biting.
One needn’t decipher a solitary lyric here to understand the quest for
innocence sought, for the music is shot through with associative clues.
Lullabies of varying sorts drift forth, in reclamation of the past, for
those who’ve written them, and to stir the childhood memories of those
within earshot.
Childhood is a topic well-fetishised by pop culture the world over, and
thus is a dangerous one to tackle head on. In today’s media-savvy society,
the risk when dealing with said topic is that the artist will either fail
to provoke an emotional response in his audience, or will fall into the
trap of over-romanticizing the subject matter in an attempt to pluck at our
heart-strings.
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