Andrew Combs: Dream Pictures. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

We must snatch every minute available to us, every moment must be handled with care and with passion, but it also must lay the foundation of a dream that you pursue till it appears fully formed, no matter the cost to Time, we must be ready to deny silence in the mind in the promise of the fully formed belief; and if we can dream it, then eventually we picture it, and then we live it.

Dream Pictures, the brand-new album from Andrew Combs, is that aspiration given grand status, from hope to reality, but with a certainty of ethic woven with strength throughout the music performed.

The genesis of the album comes in that time of day of darkness, the witching hours when life has finished with chores and duty, and the mind is free to roam, a kind of floating sanity that delicately opens doors and the realm of possibility at the same time, for in dreams we can envisage a world that we have shaped, that we have created for others and influenced with scenarios and situations forced from solitude that are magic, corporeal enchantments.

It is down to how we escape the normality of existence, or even run away from devils and demons that force unwarranted distractions, that we embrace Dream Pictures and Andrew Combs in equal measure; and as tracks such as Eventide, Mary Gold, Genuine And Pure, Heavy The Heart, Table For Blue, and The Sea In Me compliment the listener and the senses, those quiet hours, the storm or the fire watch to which we alert others to, is complete, captivating, and filed to its very soul with every second taken expressed as magic.

Co-produced with drummer Dom Billett, the balance between light and dark is fascinating, the vocals and introspective mysticism that comes arranged in the vocals is a temptation, a full-on embrace with a lover who sees the potential in your soul…if you should feel the urge to go past the twilight and delve into a future of your own making. 

A marvellous recording, sincere, passionate, unmistakably cool.

Ian D. Hall