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This is my unedited review of Bryan Clark and The New Lyceum Players' album "Southern Intermission," which appeared in the July 2012 issue of Mix magazine. It was written under my pen name "Malcolm Rhoads."

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Page 1: Bryan Clark Mix Magazine Album Review

   BRYAN  CLARK  AND  THE  NEW  LYCEUM  PLAYERS  SOUTHERN  INTERMISSION  RAINFEATHER  RECORDS    Produced  by:  Bryan  Clark  Engineered  by:  Bryan  Clark  Assistant  Engineers:  Mark  Lange,  Alan  Litten  Recorded  at:  Rainfeather  Studios,  Brentwood,  TN  Mixed  by:  Bryan  Clark  Mastered  by:  Jim  Demain  @  Yes  Master!  Mastering    Playing  with  familiar  forms  and  attempting  to  update  them  is  central  to  the  music  making  process as  is  championing  a  particular  regional  sound.  Taking  something  familiar  and  making  it  your  own,  however,  is  an  elusive  feat.  On  Southern  Intermission,  Nashville-­‐based  Bryan  Clark  And  The  New  Lyceum  Players  take  traditional  American  rock  and  roots  influences  and  elevate  them  beyond  their  Music  City,  Memphis  and  Delta  foundations,  with  often  stunning  results.    There  is  much  to  dig  here,  as  Clark  and  company  show  real  compositional  and  instrumental  prowess,  from  the  celebratory  Stax-­‐Crowes  raveups   to  the  levitating,  gospel-­‐tinged  panorama  of  

  combines  Mississippi  swamp  groove  with  film  noir  atmosphere,  while  the  sublime   evokes  James  Taylor  on  a  cool  night  drive  through  the  Virginia  woods.    Clark  is  a  remarkably  literate  songwriter  and  storyteller  and  The  New  Lyceum  Players  (Clark:  guitar  and  vocals;  Adam  Fluhrer:  guitar;    Levine:  bass;  John  Toomey:  drums)  are  an  ace  band,  able  to  inject  these  vivid  songs  with  performances  red-­‐hot  one  minute,  nuanced  and  subtle  the  next.   ,  

displays  the  instrumental  thrills,  arranging  dynamics  and  lyrical  craft  that  define  Southern  Intermission.  What  begins  cautionary  and  dire,  lifts  into  something  emboldened  and  buoyant,  as  Clark  appeals  for  transcendence  from  a  self-­‐destructive  world.  Indeed,  traditional  Southern   writing devils,  demons,  dilemmas  and  debutantes  muddy  the  sacred  and  profane  and  infiltrate  the  crossroads  and  the  crossing  over.    Produced,  engineered  and  mixed  solely  by  Clark  at  his  Rainfeather  Studios,  he  gives  the  instruments  plenty  of  breathing  room  even  when  the  band  is  wailing,  so  as  horns  or  strings  enter  the  mix,  the  songs  never  crowd,  only  deepen.    Recorded  live  in  the  studio,  with  ribbon  mics  (no  EQ),  through  a  Tascam  DM4800,  with  vintage  outboard  gear  including  a  EMI  Zener-­‐Limiter  12413  and  a  Shadowhills  Optograph  into  Sonar  X1  Producer,  the  album  is  infused  with  a  warm  sonic  richness  that  allows  for  little  touches  of  Hammond  and  gospel  vocals  to  sharpen  the  tracks.      Plus,  Southern  Intermission   -­‐guitarist  Adam  Fluhrer  seamlessly  cover  tremendous  stylistic  ground.  A  chicken-­‐pick  riff  might  drive  one  section  only  to  segue  into  some  liquid,  Allmans-­‐inspired  dual-­‐leads  the  next.  Tasteful  lines  reminiscent  of  Knopfler  laying  back  give  way  to  grimy  slide  vamps.   John  Scofield  jamming  with  Skynyrd  here  and  modal  jazz  runs  meshed  with  full-­‐tilt,   70s  tube-­‐driven  boogie  there.  The  range  is  pretty  astounding.    Ultimately,  i ongcraft  and  arranging  acumen  that  sets  this  album  apart.  He  elevates  his  tracks  into  something  more  sophisticated,  more  risk-­‐taking  than  straight  country,  blues  or  rock  without  being  derivative.  It  the  expanded  touches  put  through   cohesive  Southern  filter  that  engage  so  successfully.      

established  musical  forms  and,  sure,  there  are  some  familiar  devices  at  work  here,  make  no  mistake,  this  is  no  clichéd  Nashville  chart  pop  or  beer-­‐buckle  redneck  rock.  This  is  multi-­‐layered  yet  totally  accessible  American  music  Nashville  counterparts.  A  gem  of  a  record.      Malcolm  Rhoads,  Contributing  Writer