{"product_id":"land-of-dreams","title":"Land of Dreams","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eLand of Dreams\u003c\/strong\u003e is the fifth album from \u003cstrong\u003eHans Chew\u003c\/strong\u003e (Jack Rose, Steve Gunn, Hiss Golden Messenger, Endless Boogie, et al), featuring \u003cem\u003eDan Brown\u003c\/em\u003e, \u003cem\u003eSteve Daly\u003c\/em\u003e, and \u003cem\u003eDavid Shuford\u003c\/em\u003e.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003eThe Land of Dreams: proverbial hopes and aspirations; yet also the nether realm of nightmares, fantasies, and subconscious voyages. Which dreams? A title oft-thrust onto the New World, but whose land? Perhaps more apt to Chew: whose America(na)?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003eDriving opener \"\u003cem\u003eDying On Borrowed Time\u003c\/em\u003e\" seems inspired by both Ajahn Chah’s \"In the Dead of Night...\" and a mysterious guest; hot-wired hybrid of post-Traffic-era \u003cem\u003eDave Mason\u003c\/em\u003e, ’70s Tulsa sound, 12-string Eastern melodies, and propulsive bass.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003eThe Faulkernian menace of \"\u003cem\u003eThe Peddler’s Cart\u003c\/em\u003e\" drags patricidal-Gothic through fallow cotton fields; Daly’s mandolin cutting peals of \u003cem\u003eBill Monroe\u003c\/em\u003e-like energy; murder-ballad revenge via \u003cem\u003eFairport Convention\u003c\/em\u003e, \u003cem\u003eWaylon\u003c\/em\u003e, and \u003cem\u003eThe Bad Seeds\u003c\/em\u003e.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003eInvoked from the same greasy-yet-ethereal grimoire of \u003cem\u003eLeon Russell\u003c\/em\u003e piano magick (that Chew regularly casts), \"\u003cem\u003eShe’s a Seer\u003c\/em\u003e\" recalls Russell’s work with \u003cem\u003eDelaney and Bonnie\u003c\/em\u003e; snatches of 1975-era Zeppelin in Daly’s pedal steel-like swells and stinging outro solo; Brown’s bass splits \u003cem\u003eThe Meters\u003c\/em\u003e and \u003cem\u003eT. Rex\u003c\/em\u003e.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eLand of Dreams\u003c\/strong\u003e is a fantastical nonlinear U.S. historical travelogue: a flag is planted on the moon; \u003cem\u003eAdam Smith\u003c\/em\u003e’s hand creeps westward doling poxed blankets to native peoples; the internet foists its mirror in our faces; Mississippi riverboats slouch towards New Orleans. \"Something’s coming in the Land of Dreams\", indeed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003eBarrel-house piano, electric slide, and frantic bass smack out a frenzied crescendo in a midway Hall of Mirrors, all fading into Nod. \"\u003cem\u003eTheatre of Dionysus\u003c\/em\u003e\" finds Chew in a Roman fever dream à la P.K. Dick’s Valis: \"they’ll eat out your liver again and it regrows.\" Shuford’s bouzouki flourishes punctuate the lyrical breaks, his electrified take during the outro providing arguably the most beautiful texture of the album.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Birthday Suit Records","offers":[{"title":"LP - Black","offer_id":52879806660939,"sku":"R9073-0020","price":24.99,"currency_code":"GBP","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0867\/1120\/6219\/files\/201375047372_0f769e77-e16b-43f3-8977-bfbb7e07bc98.jpg?v=1752241548","url":"https:\/\/shop.roughtrade.com\/products\/land-of-dreams","provider":"Rough Trade","version":"1.0","type":"link"}