With her unbounded enchanted lyrical dexterity our resident music critic on the Bosphorus, Ayfer Simms, floats off into the sunset with the lush new LP from Paperface.
Paperface ‘Out Of Time’ (Daydream Records) LP released 4th September 2015
The album Out Of Time is a peaceful cruise on the glittering waters of a great ocean, on the run from the mesmerising dramas of the world.
The singer appears such as a character from Evelyn Waugh’s novel, a Charles Ryder flaunt with a good dose of humour and a self-mockery spirit sprinkled with elegance. You know that fresh breeze before the sun sets, the electric blue in the sky, the well-dressed elegant people, listening to the orchestra that never stops playing while sipping on a martini, uttering chic gossips? That is the flesh of the album: blatant humour and jazzy pop melodies.
One man to rule them all one dare say, and all here is the versatile array of genres within the melodic pop range. Tunes likes ‘A Bigger Man’ will swallow you in a great wave of happiness and courage, as the boat goes to reach for dreams and “take on the World”, with music, even when there’s heartbreak and splashes of darkness in the vast human comedy portrayed by the band.
The mundane life is drowsy when the eternal traveler, romantic and funny, lounges on the deck of the boat with his ageless guitar, dazzled by comical, sad, beautiful encounters.
I sing along and I whistle. There is the Caribbean in the distance, or is it Nice? Mixed in the daily dose of metro and shopping malls. The singer’s trimmed suave voice is subtly used beyond its obvious charms, he is a day dreamer, walking and tapping his legs on the side walk, watching ordinary people become glamorous characters of the art-nouveau world.
One does always benefit of lessons of humility, with Paperface we are basking in the glory of dreams, detached a few inch from the real world, with some sarcasm and laughter. Sometimes we are seated on the deck to listen to the orchestra’s languorous 70’s sound with big over head lights illuminating the scene, and other times we are rocked by indulging melodies and a clear and yet slightly broken voice, just enough to make us feel safe. The imaginary sharks can brush against our ship all they want, we feel happy.
Words: Ayfer Simms