David John Hartley
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Whether he's singing about fading color photographs or playing overtop of rustic banjo and pedal steel parts, Adam Arcuragi has always shown a fondness for the old-timey. In the second cut on his long-awaited Soldiers for Feet EP, the Philly songsmith studies it directly, embracing one of those staples of nostalgic Americana: the durable, all-purpose mail-order catalog. "Well, if this isn't what you wanted, we can always send it back to the Sears & Roebuck for sure," he sings, suggesting perhaps a different color, or a better utility for growing potatoes, expending a verse to describe different elements of this unspecified object. As Arcuragi's elliptical narrative unfolds, it seems our protagonist is addressing a crippled friend, talking of a healer just out of town who can give "a layin' on of the hands" and using his genteel baritone to offer futile hope of recovery. The old Sears & Roebuck, it seems, is the sole link to an outside world too elusive for our bedridden character and too long-gone for us to ever see again.
If Adam Arcuragi can provide a stack of vintage S&Rs at his record release at the Ethical Society on Feb. 21, I'll gladly order him a sturdy new garden shovel and a set of curtains.
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