Andrea Corr is born again. Love has conquered even the most beautiful lady in the world. She is now more aware of it and more difficult to deceive. No other recent album brings back, so acutely, the emotions of one's previous lives so that 'Whether the town once drank bubbly out of her shoes ... / She survived whatever happened; she forgave, she became'

Whether tousling her hair as if unsure of what to do with her hands, crouching forward imploring or holding her face to indicate a lover's caress, curling herself around the mic stand to play her tin whistle, running upstairs to stand on a platform high above Caroline on drums, or even simply raising one quizzical eyebrow, Andrea flirts with her audiences - And wins everyone over in the process. Smiling, laughing, pouting, smouldering and blowing kisses into the auditorium, she expresses a gamut of emotional states.
(Jane Cornwell. The Corrs: the unofficial book. 1999).

The constant drumming rhythm of 'Anybody There'… more »

Andrea Corr is born again. Love has conquered even the most beautiful lady in the world. She is now more aware of it and more difficult to deceive. No other recent album brings back, so acutely, the emotions of one's previous lives so that 'Whether the town once drank bubbly out of her shoes ... / She survived whatever happened; she forgave, she became'

Whether tousling her hair as if unsure of what to do with her hands, crouching forward imploring or holding her face to indicate a lover's caress, curling herself around the mic stand to play her tin whistle, running upstairs to stand on a platform high above Caroline on drums, or even simply raising one quizzical eyebrow, Andrea flirts with her audiences - And wins everyone over in the process. Smiling, laughing, pouting, smouldering and blowing kisses into the auditorium, she expresses a gamut of emotional states.
(Jane Cornwell. The Corrs: the unofficial book. 1999).

The constant drumming rhythm of 'Anybody There' evokes the mundane everyday repetitiveness of our generation which is getting more and more complacent with time about our spiritual and artistic condition. We deem it enough to stay trivially put and think it guarantees our success. It is a serious dilemma! One which Andrea also addresses in 'Shame on you' which begins by evoking the aesthetic vastness of airports or the feeling one gets when setting off an a proper journey.
'I Do' is a sweet lullaby. The butterfly jingles are the jingles of love. It is ever so nice to hear her say "I love you."

'This is what it's all about' is my favourite song from the album although it is very difficult to choose as they're all so good. How many have resisted a torrent of tears on it or not lilted with the lilt of Andrea's body (which exactly indicates her mind) as she sings

I'm moving through the city
With my love blanket
My armour of memories
When moonlight met sunrise

'Take me as I am' is very empirically visceral. It is driven by observation, experience and experimentation rather than theory.

© Rehan Qayoom, 26 June 2007.