ANDREW COMBS, DREAM PICTURES

Andrew Combes opens his new album, Dream Pictures, singing ”Eventide, the time of plenty. No crushing blows, no bended knees. We froze our tongues with our emotions. Woke up when world falls asleep.” Of the passage and song, Eventide, Combes said he likes to think of it as a sort of the thesis statement of the record. 

“It's an ode to my wife and our life that we've created. And I wrote most of these songs in the evening after the kids had gone to bed. And it's the time of day where my wife and I can each be ourselves, not just parents, you know? And we get to connect with each other and then do our own thing. I tend to go to our garage and paint or write. It's an ode to that sort of golden hour of the day.” 

It’s a beautiful passage sung with a lightly place piano, base, and drums all which seem to float on Combes words. It sets the stage and tone for the forty majestic minutes of Dream Pictures that follows. This sixth album of Combes is my favorite to date.