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Home, there should be nowhere safer, comforting, it should be a place filled with rejoicing, memory and the soft song that fills every room. Not everybody is able to experience this, not everyone has the means or the companionship to be able wallow in the pleasure of staying in, yet for some home is where ever the see the sun rise, the beauty on the pastoral charm as dew breaks on the grass and fields; home is everywhere and some make it sound soulful where ever they look upon.

Elis Macfadyen’s E.P., My Home In Argyll, is such a point where the artist takes their vocal inspiration from their surroundings and finds a kind of heaven, a reason to praise in their own corner of bliss and paradise, a recognised memory to which we have been fortune to be allowed to see; for in someone’s outlook of what they find stirring, moving to the point of love, we get to perhaps know them just a little better and admire them for the way they paint the scene of home.

It is arguably the range of expression that the listener will find intriguing on the four-strong song E.P. a kaleidoscope of passions, a country style homage, the upbeat verging on the American dream, a love song in which memory is key, this is home indeed, but taken out of the immediate and given a wide brush, a licence to explore beyond the field of vision, and sometimes the narrowness of sight.

Whether in the E.P. title track, My Home In Argyll, The Girl From the Rodeo, Too Young To Settle Down and She Smiled For Me, Elis Macfadyen gives the listener more than a tantalising glimpse of where he sees his home in relation to the outside world and it is an indication that the world may be a shrinking vessel, interconnected like never before, but the one place where you can truly be yourself is home, where ever you see it, whatever the view, home is never spoiled if you look upon it with generosity in your eyes.

Ian D. Hall