The term "live album" usually connotes a recording on which an artist performs songs from his repertoire, most or all of which have appeared previously in his discography on studio albums.
David Mallett's third LP,
Hard Light, is a live album, but it is more in the tradition of
Neil Young's
Time Fades Away and
Jackson Browne's
Running on Empty in that it consists entirely of songs
Mallett has not recorded before. Still, it has the atmosphere of a live album, including lots of applause and at least a few stage remarks. (Among them is one that is given a title on the back cover, "Country Disco," though it's really no more than a brief musical joke, thank God.) Also, a singer/songwriter previously only represented by his own compositions includes three covers of songs by others, one of which is the old
Johnny Horton hit "North to Alaska," performed as a singalong. The others, Tom Bishop's 1973 copyright "Mr. Arthur's Place" and Eddy Shaw's 1950 song "All Dressed Up and Lonely," both fit into the album's overall theme, which is romantic discord. Beginning with "Hard Time Love Song," much of the collection is given over to regretful reflections on a longtime love that has gone wrong, possibly due to the singer's extensive traveling. As usual with
Mallett's writing, there is a lot of nature imagery and many references to seafaring. And as usual, there is one song that has a particularly catchy tune, a midtempo beat, and a sufficiently generalized theme that could be covered by other performers. On his first album, that was "Garden Song," which has gone on to become his most popular tune. On his second album,
Pennsylvania Sunrise, it was "Haying Song." Here it's "Sweet Bird of Youth," a sort of prayer that the march of time might be stopped and even reversed. Of course, it can't be, and
Mallett's overall outlook remains wistful, his pessimism ameliorated by the gentle, attractive music, with mandolin and fiddle joining in with his and Michael Hughes' guitars. The appreciative audience also helps buoy the mood, perhaps even bucking up the performer, who has to do all that traveling and sacrifice his love life as a consequence. ~ William Ruhlmann