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Sweet Warrior

by Richard Thompson

Sweet Warrior by Richard Thompson

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Sweet Warrior

by Richard Thompson

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Label: Shout! Factory Records
Richard Thompson returns with a powerful and literate album where vintage instrument tones weave with bluesy guitars and timeless modal notes. Thompson unravels his most political narratives to date. As the galloping "Dad's Gonna Kill Me" unfolds, it comes to light that you can't spell "Baghdad" without "dad," making for a disturbingly gripping tune. War isn't the focus of Sweet Warrior, but the concept of surviving in an emotional battlefield is painted over combative backdrops while warm instruments and rich harmonies cloak the listener like the familiar blankets of one's own home.

About This Album

Richard Thompson returns with a powerful and literate album where vintage instrument tones weave with bluesy guitars and timeless modal notes. Thompson unravels his most political narratives to date. As the galloping "Dad's Gonna Kill Me" unfolds, it comes to light that you can't spell "Baghdad" without "dad," making for a disturbingly gripping tune. War isn't the focus of Sweet Warrior, but the concept of surviving in an emotional battlefield is painted over combative backdrops while warm instruments and rich harmonies cloak the listener like the familiar blankets of one's own home.

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About This Album

Richard Thompson returns with a powerful and literate album where vintage instrument tones weave with bluesy guitars and timeless modal notes. Thompson unravels his most political narratives to date. As the galloping "Dad's Gonna Kill Me" unfolds, it comes to light that you can't spell "Baghdad" without "dad," making for a disturbingly gripping tune. War isn't the focus of Sweet Warrior, but the concept of surviving in an emotional battlefield is painted over combative backdrops while warm instruments and rich harmonies cloak the listener like the familiar blankets of one's own home.