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A thrilling ride through The Years of Magic

In Uncategorized on January 26, 2012 at 9:22 pm

J. Lyndon Hickman’s The Years of Magic is an odd book with bigger ambitions than what most stories try to achieve. It is a blend of different genres and has a rather large cast of characters, feeling like an ensemble piece. Unfortunately, like other overly large masses, the book eventually falls under its own weight. It is still an entertaining experience to see though, even if it did not live up to expectations.

Set between the two World Wars, the book begins when a mysterious boom is heard across the planet and electrical devices cease to function. As a result, supernatural beings that were driven away by the electricity return to the mortal world—creatures like ghosts, werewolves, witches and vampires. Angels reappear as well, and a guardian angel named Winston returns to protect his charge David, the main character of the book.

The characters in David’s world are affected too: his former friend Edith appears to be an evil witch, and her mansion is the centerpiece for many of the book’s mysterious events. Edith’s friend Fiona befriends a mysterious baron that Winston claims is a vampire, and many of the townspeople, from the judge to the sheriff, are slowly tempted by the evil that surrounds them.

The plot is very much one of suspense, building a web of mysteries that gradually connect to each other. Through the baron, a church is being funded…one without any crosses. Through the secret service agent, a mysterious cult is discovered. Through David, Winston provides his own theories to the situation, serving as the reader’s guide to the story. Each character has their own mystery and issue to deal with, which encourages the reader to keep reading to see how the things are solved.

As The Years of Magic moves forward, more mysteries develop and everything starts to become interconnected, from the most internal level (a policeman starts having evil thoughts), to the most cosmic (Edith uncovers a stone said to possess the power of an evil universe). The reader is given glimpses of both another galaxy and the dreams of peasants. The stakes seem to get higher and higher until they appear to be (literally) universal, and the reader anticipates the conclusion.

Unfortunately, for such a high-stakes book, the final fight is merely a simple battle between good and evil to control a church. There is no cosmic, end-of-the-world scenario here: just a fight to destroy some real estate. Although the battle is entertaining to read (featuring giants, guardian angels, undead creatures being set on fire and a fight with a vampire), the nature of the conflict is extremely disappointing after the tense buildup that occurred in the chapters leading up to the brawl.

Furthermore, the book creates buildup at the cost of character development, containing so many plotlines that many characters do not get the complete story that they deserve. The character most screwed over in this regard is Edith. She is David’s former close friend—an asset that is never developed and may as well not have been in the book, which is sad, given the potential to explore the two characters’ relationship. She is displayed as an evil witch quite suddenly, with no explanation of what had brought her to this point. She is merely seen as the baron’s sidekick and her story is finished with extreme haste. Lesser characters were on the page far more frequently than she was. She is the perfect example of the wasted potential that can befall strong characters.

The prose also brings up some mysteries. Dialogue is often written in monologues, which can be slightly confusing to someone more used to a traditional exchange. However, it soon becomes an entertaining way to be given exposition—turning a negative element into a quirky one. Unfortunately, the quirk eventually goes too far, bringing to light the question of the book’s desired audience. The plot and the way it handles supernatural creatures seems more at home in a children’s story, especially when ludicrous action occurs, such as a rocket appearing out of a carriage. The Years of Magic has heavy sexual innuendo at points though, going as close to crossing the line as possible, and often features graphic descriptions of violence, such as heads being ripped off and children being devoured. The sexual and violent acts in the book seem unsuitable for children, but the content may be presented in too lighthearted a manner for adults.

Despite this, the strength of the piece is clearly in the multiple plotlines that make up the story. Each character gets a strong amount of detail put into their stories—the stories of the sheriff, Edith, Fiona and many of the townspeople get as much development as David; perhaps even more so. The Years of Magic also has numerous subplots that tie in to the main plot of the town: a secret service agent investigates the disappearance of a scientist who may be responsible for the loss of electricity, and a pastor with experience fighting the undead moves to a local church near town. The story shifts constantly between different people’s stories (and in some cases, to characters that are only in that particular chapter as a way to set up future events). The large cast makes the book a joy to read, as it not only reinforces the idea that the town’s supernatural nature is affecting every character, but also makes the reader wonder whose story they will be experiencing next, adding a subtle element of narrative surprise that is rarely witnessed in books.

Although The Years of Magic never finds the right balance with character development, graphic content and the number of plotlines, it is an enjoyable experience. While the ending is slightly disappointing, the ride is still a thrill. The Years of Magic should be read if only to see the joy of how to create a true ensemble piece—the aspect that, in the end, makes the whole ride worth it.

- David Shear for The News-Letter

 

Single of the Week: Laura Gibson’s “La Grande”

In Uncategorized on January 17, 2012 at 10:16 pm

Courtesy of www.lauragibsonmusic.com

This Single of the Week is “La Grande” from Portland folk singer Laura Gibson. “La Grande” is the first track off Gibson’s upcoming album of the same name. She found her inspiration for La Grande in a small Oregon town not far from her birthplace.

Her previous albums are comprised of soft acoustic and hypnotizing vocals, but Gibson goes in a decidedly different direction in La Grande. The tempo of her songs quicken considerably, but Gibson’s voice remarkably still retains its haunting quality. The ghostliness of her voice is accentuated by the eerie, Halloween-esque sounds in the background of “La Grande.” Gibson is able to get away with these additions because the song is rather upbeat, making the sound very original. Adding to the originality of “La Grande” is Gibson’s mastery of the guitar, pump organ, synthesizer, and marimba, all of which are present in the song.

Gibson’s voice is quite similar to her peer, Regina Spektor. Both have a gorgeous lilting quality in their voices that add to the ethereal beauty in their music. However, where Spektor tends to belt out lyrics, Gibson turns to a whispery vocal that leaves the listener in chills. Gibson’s voice also brings to mind Joanna Newsom. Both possess the wobbly folk voice that adds such charm to their songs. The fast flow of ”La Grande” is reminiscent of The Decemberists as well. Their influence is evident, especially because they are featured throughout the album La Grande. It is very clear that Gibson felt countless influences in La Grande, such as country and jazz.

La Grande is set to be released on January 24th, and is filled with haunting melodies and plenty of featured up and coming artists. Don’t miss out on Gibson’s newest album that is the perfect solution to a cold winter afternoon in Baltimore.

- Rachel Schnalzer, Staff Writer

Last Week Live: Ryan Adams at the Lyric Opera House

In Arts & Entertainment on December 14, 2011 at 6:18 pm

Courtesy of www.last.fm

Ryan Adams’s one-man acoustic set at Baltimore’s sold-out Lyric Opera House on Dec. 4 was as much a “homecoming party” as it was a musical occasion.The 37-year old musician, who announced his brief respite from the music industry in March 2009, kicked off his post-Cardinals era with a bang — though not in the way you’d think.

It’s not that he’s bigger or better than ever; in fact, if anything, you could say he’s dialed down the showmanship, the rich — if occasionally extraneous — band accompaniment. Instead, Adams is back to basics: a half-bare stage with one man, a microphone and a guitar at the middle of it, bathed in a soft, unwavering orange spotlight.

And yet we sense neither the empty space, nor the “smallness” of the production. Adam’s spare, minimalist set-up dissolves the boundary between artist and audience, transforming a one-night musical spectacle into an intimate gathering among friends. That’s not to say that his performances have taken on the air of a roughly-hewn coffee-shop gig; that formality and old reverence of Adams as a legendary singer/songwriter follows him around wherever he goes, for better or worse. But we treasure  the small silences — moments where we can hear the skim of a pick against string, when Adams leans into the microphone, takes a breath and begins to sing — over any grand instrumentation he could possibly deliver. Space exists, and Adams fills it entirely with his aching vocals and larger-than-life presence, leaving nothing more to be desired.

That said, Baltimore’s intimate set list wasn’t one for Adams beginners — or, simply put, for those unacquainted with Adams’ pre-Cardinals work, both as a solo artist and a member of Whiskeytown, an old-school Americana outfit. While new material from his most recent release, Ashes & Fire, was received enthusiastically, classics like “My Winding Wheel,” “The Rescue Blues,” “Firecracker” and “Come Pick Me Up” earned the most whoops from long-time fans
at the Lyric.

Which isn’t to give Ashes & Fire short shrift. Critics praised Adams’s thirteenth studio album from the get-go, with the Guardian’s Michael Hann writing that Ashes & Fire “burns with purpose” and “brings [Adams's] talent sharply back into focus.” The L.A. Times’ “Pop & Hiss” gave it four out of four stars, writing that “Ashes & Fire recalls the best of “Heartbreaker,” except inverted, matured. Instead of strumming acoustically about the shreds of a relationship, [Adams] sings softly and nostalgically about distant youth and a love-filled future: its hopefulness, its vulnerability.”

In fact, Adams’s live rendition of “Dirty Rain” — arguably his best song from the album — filled the venue with loud applause, as did Ashes & Fire’s title track, easing audience members into the beginning of his set. But for a long-time Ryan Adams fanatic like myself, the living heart of the concert was in the refashioning of old pieces, like Adams’ Heartbreaker-era opener, “Oh My Sweet Carolina,” a stripped-down “Dear Chicago,” and “New York, New York” on piano.

But out of Adams’s two-hour set, I couldn’t pick just one gem. Whiskeytown’s “Houses on the Hill,” “Avenues,” “Jacksonville Skyline” and “16 Days” were all concert stand-outs in their own right, delivered with just the right proportion of country twang and emotional verve. And we’d be remiss in leaving Jessica Lea Mayfield — Adams’s opening act — unmentioned. The waif-like, 22-year old singer shocked and awed, delivering a succession of haunting melodies, including her understated single “Kiss Me Again” that brought her audience to their feet at the end of her act.

Sure, we miss the Cardinals crew — Neal Casal, Jon Graboff, Brad Pemberton and especially the late, great bassist Chris “Spacewolf” Feinstein — but after a five-year run, we’re more than thrilled to see Adams’s return to his down-home, acoustic roots.

- Sonia Tsuruoka for The News-Letter
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