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Album · 2008

Leopold Marsh

by Leopold Marsh

A stage baritone's first record of orchestral ballads about stations, last reels and ordinary homecomings.

Tracks

  1. 1. The Last Reel at the RegentI wanted to open the way the old picture houses closed, with the lights going down slowly and everyone staying in their seats. The horn carries the whole of the chorus.orchestral pop, film ballad4:45
  2. 2. The Man Who Held the UmbrellaA true story about a stranger and a borrowed umbrella, and the kindest thing that ever happened to me at a station. I let the strings do the blushing.orchestral pop, chamber ballad3:31
  3. 3. Ten and Two on SundayMy father taught me to drive in an empty car park, and this is the only upbeat song I could manage about it. The brass grins on my behalf.light orchestral, stage pop3:24
  4. 4. The Key Beneath the FloorboardEveryone has turned out their pockets looking for something that was never lost, only moved. I kept the arrangement as small as a hallway.chamber, film score4:21
  5. 5. The Last Bus Across the RiverThe night bus is the nearest thing I know to a moving cinema, all amber and wet glass. We put a gentle swing under the strings.orchestral pop, easy listening3:59
  6. 6. Nobody Rushes the Tide HomeMy grandfather never hurried anything, least of all the sea. I tried to write a song that walks at his pace.pastoral, film score4:27
  7. 7. Slow Train Home to LochmoorA late train breathing on an empty platform, which is really the whole record in one image. The horn comes in on the second verse and doesn't leave.neoclassical, cinematic3:36
  8. 8. My Grandmother's Green BicycleIt leaned against the shed for twenty years and I never had the nerve to ride it. Now I do, at least in three and a half minutes.pastoral, chamber4:05
  9. 9. The Platform Lights Go SoftThe last evening on a line that has since been rerouted. I wrote it on the back of a rehearsal schedule.neoclassical, elegiac3:41
  10. 10. Forty Years of MondaysForty years of the same coat on the same hook, and a quiet argument that it was a happy life. I closed the record with the most ordinary song I had.orchestral pop, warm ballad4:15

Liner notes

I came to the studio straight from the pit, still counting bars in my head and half expecting a curtain call. We recorded with a small orchestra in a Manchester hall that smelled of radiators and old hymn books, and I kept my voice low because the strings were already saying enough. These are the first songs I ever wrote down for myself rather than for a company, about trains, cinemas and the people who wait for both. I hope they sound like a man learning to trust the room.

Leopold Marsh