A Review of the Lynn Morrison CD
"Cave Of Gold"

"Cave Of Gold"
by Lynn Morrison

Greentrax Recordings CDTRAX 212

This review is written by Dai Woosnam, daigress@hotmail.com, 6/05

Somebody recently asked me how often I listened all the way through to a CD before reviewing it. I was tempted to answer in jest that I never listened before reviewing as it would prejudice what I had to say, and sabotage my pre-planned jokes! But the truthful answer is three times. No less. Why three? And not twenty-three? Well, partly time constraints, but also the fact that while there is a real "learning curve" from 1 to 3, the Law Of Diminishing Returns sets in from 4 onwards.

This album consists of 13 tracks. Despite my regulation three listenings on successive evenings, I found I was never able to get past track 11 without falling asleep. Now in the normal course of events, that would either be a savage criticism of the CD's content, or else an indication of the reviewer being afflicted with acute narcolepsy.

However in this case, it is the most emphatic of thumbs-up signs. For this is an album of Scots lullabies. And wonderful they are. Lynn Morrison has surrounded herself with talented musicians and produced an album so deliciously atmospheric....not only are the high and low whistles and wind-synth every bit as dreamily ethereal as any Romanian pan-pipe player you want to name, but there is inspired use of what they call "natural sounds". No, not babies burping (ha!), but some limited use of the sounds of thunder and rain falling; and above all, steady use of the sound of waves gently lapping a dreamy beach.

There is an excellent CD sleeve booklet, with lots of source information. Much better deciding on this, than choosing to print the lyrics. Why? Well, for one thing, several tracks are in Gaelic, and thus the printed words would fall on stony ground in my case. But when it comes to listening, one hardly notices the changes of language. And isn't that how it should be? When you were a tiny tot, one did not necessarily know the meaning of the words one's mother sang one. But it just didn't matter. Nor does it cause monoglots like me a problem here.

No branch of Mothercare would be complete without copies of this CD for sale.

Dai Woosnam
Grimsby, England.

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