Jeffrey Foucault  -  Ghost Repeater 

I have been playing this for some time now and it is superb.  Jeffrey Foucault is an American singer-songwriter who has been consistently getting better with each album, and with Ghost Repeater he has reached a peak.  This is an album that has no parallel and few equals.  It has some alt-country heritage but his passionate, accessible songs and his trenchant vocals make this album a rich pleasure and easy to listen to.  

Foucault has a great American voice, deep, gravelly, distinctive and terse.  His songs are passionate and funny and great rock music, full of structure and punch, drawing you into the song.  He has been compared to early Springsteen and has that same skill of making brave stories out of ordinary people’s lives.       

Sparse tight arrangements back Foucault’s resonant vocals making his songs sound fresh and new.  The pedal steel guitar on songs like “Americans in Corduroys” are sublime.  There is not a bad track here, though “Ghost Repeater”, “Americans in Corduroys” and “One for Sorrow” are standouts.     

He sings of lost lovers, honeymoons and wild crazy men.  His men are American romantics, on the road, in love, tough and tender.  He has that way of telling how men feel, wry, funny and true.  Saying an album is poetic is the kiss of death but this album is both poetic and soulful.  The music is timeless and will take you to a place where men know that the only road is to follow their dreams, and the only weapons are courage and a sense of humour.  

You can listen to this album at twilight at the end of a bad day with a scotch in your hand, and it will make you feel whole again.  You can listen to this album sitting on the sofa, with you best girl tucked into your shoulder and she will think you are romantic and cool.  But be warned, once she’s heard it, she will steal it.  

Foucault’s that good.