{"id":993,"date":"2007-09-20T21:40:03","date_gmt":"2007-09-21T01:40:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/catchingfireflies.com\/blog\/?p=993"},"modified":"2007-09-20T21:40:03","modified_gmt":"2007-09-21T01:40:03","slug":"oh-boy-ben-tayl","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.catchingfirefliesgifts.com\/blog\/2007\/09\/oh-boy-ben-tayl\/","title":{"rendered":"oh boy… ben taylor"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"Ben_taylor\"<\/a>Recognize this handsome guy<\/a>?  I was first introduced to his soothing melodic tunes by our Berkley manager, Danielle<\/a>. (He’s her<\/em><\/strong> John Mayer – if you will<\/a>)<\/p>\n

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Nothing I Can Do<\/strong> from Another Run Around the Sun<\/a> <\/strong>album.<\/p>\n

A music review reads, "In the department of Talented Progeny of (Two) Famous Musicians, Ben Taylor has few if any peers. The child of James Taylor, veritably the father of the entire singer\/songwriter genre, and Carly Simon, who once wrote a song so incendiary that one very silly man paid $50,000 to find out who it was written about (still nobody really knows for sure). <\/p>\n

Another Run Around the Sun<\/em> is the younger Taylor ‘s first proper solo record. The new material finds Taylor parsing in his father’s stock-and-trade, nursing understated folk-rock melodies with a side of fine finger-picking and a topping of warm, inviting tenor.  His voice may not yet have the same time-worn, earthy heft that his father’s has accumulated over the years, nor has Ben quite gotten the hang of his deft touch with the pen, but these can both be chalked up to the symptoms of a second-generation malaise that affects its victims until they can truly get a grasp on their direction. Being, though, that all we inevitably scoffed at our parents’ taste in music until we grew up and found out how cool a lot of it actually was (I wouldn’t be the James Taylor devotee that I am without my own mother’s guidance), the fact that Ben has so readily embraced his own father’s style can only point towards positive progress; even if some might take such unimaginativeness as a strike against him.<\/p>\n

It’s a mellow, unassuming record, not one to take itself too seriously (listen for the little cutesy guitar run in "Love" to see if it doesn’t sound familiar), but shows without a doubt that time is still the finest teacher on Earth. Regardless of whom your parents are." -Luke Daniel Rush<\/p>\n