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Label: Future Farmers Recordings Release Date: October 21, 2003 |
David Dondero
- The Transient
To say David Dondero is a road warrior would be an insane
understatement. The guy has spent much of the last decade traveling
the interstates, playing to sound guys who don't even bother to look
up from their book to hear his frenzied songs. He's looked longingly
out car windows, marveling at the great complexity of the nation's
highway system.
His story as told in his latest effort is clearly inspired by this
exhilarating lifestyle of dotting the map of the U.S. playing crappy
shows. Singing about the bored sound guy in the empty club in "Living
and the Dead," the thousands of engineers responsible for the highways
and bridges in the country in "Song for the Civil Engineer" or the
open road as his home in "The Stars Are My Chandelier," Dondero uses
his own transient lifestyle as inspiration. Where else can you find
material so rich and so rooted in the American tradition but the
thousands of miles of paved road?
Alternating between contemplative looking-up-at-the-stars ballads to
frantic, caffeinated rockers with his quivery voice perfect for keeping
you awake from those tiresome trances, Dondero's record provides the
perfect travel companion. Unlike Mapquest that will often lead you
astray, he speaks from his gut and his honest experiences, jotting
down his reflections on receipts from truck stop diners and retracing
lines that lead back to Wilmington, N.C.
Though not as spirited and spontaneous as his live show, which is
truly captivating to see - his no frills approach to songwriting and
performance translating into an infectious stage presence, his latest
effort is a fine introduction to a voice speaking up for the
struggling musician and the underbelly of the glamourous road life
detailed in the pages of glossy magazines. It's also a glimpse into
the inner thoughts of a man concerned more with the adventure and
documenting of life on the road — the grit, the blur and the intrigue
— than raking in money from bar hoppers. As he sings in "Ashes On the
Highway" his dying wish is simply to have his ashes spread over the
highway without much of a thought. Hopefully, when that day comes his
songs won't be lost on the highway with his remains, because that
would be an American tragedy.
posted 06.06.04
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