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Review: A Storied Singer/Songwriter, Murray McLauchlan, Still Finds Hope in a Harsh, Hamstrung World

Murray McLauchlan/Hourglass/True North
Four out of Five Stars

With a career now in its sixth decade and any number of awards and honors that have marked it along the way, Murray McLauchlan has achieved the stature of a credible commentator and storyteller who shares his observations from a decidedly knowing point of view. Consequently, with the release of Hourglass, this storied Canadian singer and songwriter focuses his lens on his countryโ€™s southern neighbor and finds reason to comment on the despair and disparity thatโ€™s engulfed this nation over the last several years.

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Granted, the idea of an outsider taking aim at the internal malfeasance of a nearby neighbor may seem to some to be rather presumptuous, but to his credit McLauchlanโ€™s commentaryโ€”one that explicitly touches on the combined plagues of privilege, racism and economic disparityโ€”isnโ€™t as heavy-handed as its intentions may imply. By and large, McLauchlan tackles its subject with a light-handed approach. With its soothing melodies, gently burnished arrangements and gentle, assured vocals, the messaging is conveyed with the reflective wisdom of a respected elder, one who emphasizes a certain strength rather than scolding its subjects into submission.

Nothing is impossible you used to say, if we stick together, McLauchlan suggests on the album opener โ€œThe One Percent,โ€ setting a soothing tone that pervades the effort overall. Opting for counseling over cajoling, songs such as โ€œPandemic Blues,โ€ โ€œIf Youโ€™reย  Out There Jesusโ€ and โ€œI Live on a White Cloudโ€ (dedicated to George Floyd) are pervasive and passionate but far from anything one might consider as heavy-handed. The lessons linger and make an emphatic impression, but McLauchlanโ€™s wistful reflection transforms harsh reality simple soliloquies and in the process, makes a stirring impression all the same. The latter song begs forgiveness for unintended ignorance, while โ€œAmericaโ€ and โ€œShining City on a Hillโ€ aim their appeal to those better angels that once commanded the nationโ€™s conscience and helped it strive to do better.

I wish that love would win wherever hate is found, McLauchlan wistfully sings on the concluding track โ€œWishes,โ€ summing up the sentiment while opting for optimism even despite the recent cascade of calamity. Granted, like many folksingers who desire hopeful happenstance, McLauchlan sometimes seems like a bit of a Pollyanna. Still, given the worldโ€™s recent pain, these soothing sounds allow hope for relief and respite.ย