a man who has no fear wearing his heart on his sleeve when it comes to his music. Hauntingly melodic and yet sincerely brutal, Kroft’s lyrics in his new album; Between the Devil & the Deep Blue Sea, can reach out to his listeners and make them see the world in a different light. Clearly influenced by the older generation British rock music, Kroft’s upbeat melodies definitely echo the same quirky ingredients which make up The Who and The Kinks charismatic tunes. But with such happy feeling music, the evident contrast with his lyrics makes his songs even more eerie. This is clear in the first song you are presented with, The Tales of the Dark Arts, which starts with – ‘Everything is pregnant with is contrary today, a head fuck at the best of times. Unless there’s something that I missed then humanity is in a twist.’ With so much more being said between the lines, Kroft reels you into his story with what feels like an outburst of his own personal reality, leaving you desperate to find out more. This sense of something shockingly familiar is effortlessly carried at the same level through the rest of his album, but in his song Falling Apart, those uncannily haunting tones reach new innovative heights. His perspective on the world throughout it is sung with such a desperate emotion, I could almost feel him in the room singing to me. The song really brought through feelings of his which he quoted earlier this year – ‘As someone who has experienced feeling disconnected from myself or time, I fell in love with song writing as a way to keep myself connected.’
The most interesting song on his album would probably have to be Guess that What the Gods Say, which Kroft says is a ‘songwriter’s tribute to Johnny Cash…trying to imagine what he would have written about as a young man nowadays.’ With a definite feel of ‘wanting to escape’ drumming through, I shall let you be the judge of that statement, but there was certainly a quick catchy tempo which complimented his vocals, with a delicate imitation of Cash’s pinches of electric guitar kindly strumming away at the core.
I did feel that Kroft’s album was a lot stronger at beginning, and must admit that near the end it took me a while to realise that that I’d in fact listened to two different songs. Nonetheless, this slight hiccup by no means demolishes the fact each song is uniquely sculptured with Kroft’s evident gift of poetry. If I had to choose lyrics that sum up his album, they would have to be from his song Ragdoll, which I believe is a perfect way to end this article – ‘As you give the way of life, you will see a great chasm. Jump. It is not as wide as you think…’