|| There are such things as the cosmic blues.
Janis Joplin once recorded a song by that name — she spelled
it kosmik. But Chris Smither lives them.
Smither’s cosmic blues are on full display in Hundred
Dollar Valentine, a brilliant amalgam made of equal parts
past, present and future. It is music that traces its roots
back deep into tradition, anchors its rhythms and textures in
today, and reaches forward into the future, asking the Big Questions
— why am I here? Is there purpose to all of this or is
it just a spinning cascade of random moments?
And he does it all with six strings, an insistent, understated
groove and a sly wink — letting you know that we may all
enter and leave this world alone, but that don’t mean
we can’t have a good time while we’re here. Hundred
Dollar Valentine, Smither’s 12th studio disc, sports
the unmistakable sound he’s made his trademark: fingerpicked
acoustic guitar and evocative sonic textures meshed with spare,
brilliant songs, delivered in a bone-wise, hard-won voice.