Trader Horne - Morning Way

Clear-voiced acid-folk with a sense of wonder - and fun

Morning Way

Doomed to premature death and
obsessive love after the fact,
Trader Horne were one of those
turn-of-the-70s acid-folk acts for
whom the stars were all too
briefly aligned. Named after John
Peel’s nanny (nice touch) Trader
Horne featured the songwriting
talents of Jackie Macauley, Irish
keyboard whizz with Them Mk 1
and, in Judy Dyble, a vocalist
who would soon quit the band in
a tempest of a tantrum, hence
blowing out the 1970 festival
staged to showcase the album.
Cult item, then.

Just as it’s probably now
politically incorrect to mention
that Ms Dyble was/is the
archetypal swoony hippychick,
it doesn’t pay to get too hung
up on the fact that she was
earlier in Fairport Convention.
Her performance here is cooler
and stronger, framed by
Macauley’s consistently
fantastic harpsichord and organ
figures, simple piano or guitar.
Jackie sings, too, the pair
duetting with organic, innocent
perfection on Morning Way,
Velvet To Atone and Jenny May.
Through all the wonderment,
Macauley still manages to
rhyme “burgundy and beaujolais”
with “Sheena throws her pants
away”.

5 stars 5 stars 5 stars 5 stars 5 stars

Esoteric | ECLEC 2088

Reviewed by Derek Hammond
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