Damien Rice’s The Blower’s Daughter was one of the first songs that I learned to play on the guitar. It was poignant, relatively easy to play and great to sing. O was a great album. You could feel the emotional depth and I find myself returning to it years later. 9 didn’t have that many tracks that stood out (9 Crimes and Accidental Babies were the ones that I remember fondly) so I am now sitting twiddling my fingers waiting for new material from him.
And after 8 years, he’s back with My Favourite Faded Fantasy. Sung in a slight falsetto, it doesn’t sound as raw nor did it hook me like Blower’s Daughter did, but it is undoubtedly still him.
Welcome back Damien Rice, oh how I have missed you so.