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Album Write Up by Kenneth Bringelson
Paul Starling has carefully engineered a landscape of melodies and precision tone to ask us: where are you gonna sleep tonight? The first possible location, in the hull of a valiant war ship circa 1802 echoing with the words of a sailor singing the complicated tale of how difficult love can be. Anchors fall past the portholes with verses whispering behind telling of a broken heart lost in the depths of the sea.
High above this scene, the surface aches with promise of a new place to lay your head. Crashing waves pulsate at the rumble of a bass to put this heartache to rest. The fluttering sound of Amelia Earhart’s mystifying plane soars through the skies as the dark clouds begin to scatter. The sea begins to calm as a boat, both impressively small and humble floats by with the sounds of a guitar cutting through the salty air. Paul Starling nods to the captain to keep the Mark Twain continuing through the water as they push ahead towards a new hopeful resting spot.
An arrival on the western shores of California brings this voyage directly to a halt. A man in a blue suit sits in a chair at the end of a pier and leans back, perhaps a bit too far. He descends into the ocean, a free falling hero unable to grasp the surrounding environment. Paul Starling sings in harmony with his fellow passengers and urges you to continue your journey while heading forward.
To the East you find the doors of a modest Hotel. Candles sit at the entrance with a drummer matching each and every flicker of light in perfect tempo. You soon realize that this is where you are meant to be. This is where you will sleep tonight. But it’s only a mirage…