FRANK SCHWEIKHARDT – Life But No More
reviewed by Garrett Lyons
Midwestern folk singer Frank Schweikhardt’s album Life But No More is simply an album that exists. It adds nothing to the genre. Each and every one of the album’s 39 minutes sounds exactly alike with the same monotone vocals piled on over the same strummed chords with nearly the same tempo for the entire record. “Silver and Gold” is a respectable track, but overall it all just sounds the same. It’s as if some producer told him to just roll tape and Schweikhardt ran out of ideas after 10 minutes. Unless you have an obsession with tepid folk singers, take a pass on this album.
(Crossroads of America Records, 4030 W 3rd St., Bloomington, IN 47404)
What an irresponsible review. This record is actually great. Plus, this isn’t Vampire Weekend here. If all you can do is trash a small-town independent musician, just leave the review off next time. You’re opinion isn’t that inspired.
Oh man, I actually really really enjoy this record. it just makes you feel good. My advice: grab some beers, a lawn chair, and get your head right to this record on a sunny afternoon. RELAX.
Wow, it’s like someone gave you copy of this album, a deadline, and you ran out of time to actually listen to it. This album is actually really decent and if I was a first time listener to this artist, this album would force me to sit down, clear my head, and listen to what he has to say. I could hardly call the ten tracks sounding exactly the same, each has a distinct pattern, theme, and sound. And yes, I’ll admit, the vocal style does not change much, but it’s the lyrical content and the delivery that are important and speak out the most.
I recommend you sit down with this album again, and give it the time and patience it deserves.