December 4, 2013 by Me and My Monkeys
However, as always, this over-achiever quickly whispered me around to forgiving and then applauding him for lounging like Michelle Pfeiffer on Diana Krall’s piano.
McCartney lulls us first with the easy and familiar ‘I’m Gonna Sit Right Down and Write Myself a Letter’ (from whence the unfortunate album title came) and then knocks us into dreamy and grateful submission with ‘Home (When Shadows Fall)’.
After treading some 1930s-50s water for a handful of elegant standards, he then throws in an original smokey heart melt – ‘My Valentine’ – which more than matches anything by the ghosts of jazz past. A flamenco Clapton by his side doesn’t detract.
While the tail of the album doesn’t hit the same highs (despite Stevie W’s unmistakeable harmonica on ‘Only Our Hearts’), Kisses on the ****** has already ticked the boxes and earned its place alongside dimmed lights, warm olives and cocktails.
This album won’t stop your heart, but it may remind you that you have one and keep it safe for a while.
Recommended? Yes, unless you can’t bear to.
Out of 10? 7
My monkeys suggest:
- It’s easy to be all John, but unfortunately sometimes you’ve got to be Paul too.
- Watch the second track in the playlist below.