#palegreenghosts

[longtimegoneart]

#johngrant #palegreenghosts #albumcovers #albumsleeves #albumart #vinyl #sineadoconnor #birgirþórarinsson #synthpop #folkrock #indiefolk #watercolour #watercolor #ink #brushpen #fineliner (at Reykjavík, Iceland) https://www.instagram.com/p/B5EH1rbBLU5/?igshid=1w12eghjqr0rk

[jaume]

That time @johngrantofficial was joined by @sineadoconnorofficial and @wearevillagers at @olympiatheatre #PaleGreenGhosts (at Dublin, Ireland) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bpw6Mc8H3AH/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=b1q72x9onnf3

[biigbri]

Excerpts from Pale Green Ghosts 🎶 #johngrant #palegreenghosts #queenofdenmark #live #leedsfirstdirectarena (at First Direct Arena)

[chimerhipster]

#johngrant #music #muzyka #palegreenghosts #spotify

[cassbotic]

Can't get this song, GMF, off of John Grant's new Album Pale Green Ghosts out of my head today and I'm OK with that.

[hardlyyardly-blog]

John Grant – Pale Green Ghosts (Partisan Records, 2013)

“I am the greatest mother fucker that you’re ever going to meet,” sings Iceland-via-Colorado singer John Grant on his latest effort, Pale Green Ghosts. The line is repeated on each chorus of ballad “GMF”, and is representative of Grant’s hyper-self-aware lyrical style on his second solo LP.

Rather than a cocksure statement of awesomeness, this is Grant convincing himself that he is more than okay, more than great, he’s the fucking greatest. A cursory read into Grant’s back-story (something I tend to try and avoid doing when reviewing records) gives the listener a greater sense of why Grant may feel the need to convince himself of his greatness: between his sparkling debut Queen of Denmark and this latest offering, Grant suffered through serious problems with addiction, struggled to come to terms with his sexuality and also contracted HIV; a sobering fact which he announced to his fans on stage at a festival in the UK. A full plate to say the least.

The lyrical content of Pale Green Ghosts is the reason this record is brilliant; a study in balancing self-aggrandizement, self-effacement, emotional anger, and dark comedy, Grant’s LP succeeds mightily where others often fail. Musically we are treated to songwriting that contains shades of Burt Bacharach blended tastefully with soundscapes crafted by Icelandic electro-pop legend Biggi Veira (of Gus Gus).

“Your silence is a weapon, its like a nuclear bomb/its like the Agent Orange they used to use in Vietnam,” sings Grant on stand-out track “Vietnam”, the most Bacharach-influenced tune, and another fine example of Grant’s talent at blending comedy and tragedy into a more-than-palatable aural tonic.