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I Can Make a Mess Like Nobody's Business

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This solo undertaking by Ace Enders, the lead singer of The Early November, is an amazing release. Featuring poignant lyrics, well-played guitar riffs, and other accompaniment, this is perhaps the best release by any new artist in 2004.

Ace's voice and musical style both have matured since the last Early November release, The Room's Too Cold. Unlike that album, though, this one is a bit more upbeat, with an overall lighter texture of sounds. With a mixture of slower songs and upbeat ones, every one of the fifteen tracks on this disc will quickly become your favorite. This album will be playing on constant repeat for at least the next two weeks for me -- at home, in the car, and on my iPod. I cannot recommend an album more highly.

Also, as a technical note, the CD contains fifteen tracks instead of the ten listed here. The other five tracks (1, 8, 9, 12, 13, and 15) are all untitled. In all, the CD runs 52 minutes and 36 seconds (approximately).

This is quite possibly one of the most amazing pieces of music I have heard in a very long time. Everything about this album is brilliant, unique, talented and creative. From the beautiful melodies of his acoustic guitar and vocals, all the way to finger snapping, whistling and the amazing string sections, this album is perfect from start to finish. Two of the best songs arent even listed on the track listing here -- the two untitled songs before "I Know The Sum and Subtance of My Evil" are worth the money for this album, as are the amazing lyrics Ace laces together. This album definately proves this man has amazing talent coming out of everywhere. We can now only hope this doesnt take away from the Early November, however, I really hope this album blows up, because it is absolutely brilliant, and deserves all of the exposure it gets.

I hate breaking things into categories, especially when it comes to music. This cd is one of the best I've heard all year. Two of the songs, Whispering and I Know the Substance of My Own Evil, were two of the best songs I've heard in a long time. AND NO, I'M NOT ONE OF THOSE YUKS WHO ONLY TALKS UP HIS FAVORITE GENRE. I love all kinds of music, from Jonathan Elias to Explosions in the Sky to Johnny Otis, Postal Service, Simon and Garfunkel, etc. This music is as good as any I've heard. Why? Because this band seemingly does what so many other don't - they take their time and write dang good music - with much of the focus where it should be - on the music, not the lyrics.

Arthur Enders probably wishes he was writing music for a genre with more devoted followers. Unfortunately, his claim to fame is as the head of mainstream emo band The Early November, the archetypical embodiment of a genre that for me is saturated with some of the more gut wrenching of high school attitudes. Emo's success, especially in the last few years, has been due mostly to its appeal to the layperson; although not exclusively appearing in the seven-CD collections of ninth grade girls, it certainly is getting close. The accessibility is nothing to hold against the genre, unless you're an intolerant bigheaded snob, the ranks of which I am obviously quickly approaching. Emo is rarely something to obsess over (though there are those who are surprisingly devoted to it) and therefore this obscure solo project will remain virtually as underground as can be.

The album initially caught my interest when I heard the "Kashmir"-esque epic "Whispering Actually", with its throbbing synthesized strings creating an ominous mood I rarely heard in emo. It's not quite the towering masterpiece it masquerades as, but it is the most exciting work by an emo musician that I have ever heard. This is because it stands tall and seems to valiantly abandon the melodramatized mundane for the straightforward myth, also much like Led Zeppelin. I couldn't expect the whole album to be like this - it would be positively confusing if it were - but I also had faith that Ace's cool ideas would, even if less frequently displayed, be up to par. Instead he thought he could riddle the album with aspects of the great concept albums, which wear so thin they are usually transparent. But how can I pretend not to appreciate the effort? I Can Make a Mess Like Nobody's Business is above-average emo in a totally different way than Brand New's Deja Entendu (which I believe is still the genre-topper); Deja was comfortable being emo and did all that could be done with the genre on one album, while I Can Make a Mess Like Nobody's Business is a collection of restless and sloppy stabs at the walls of the style.

Perhaps I should step out of the realm of generalization to illustrate what I actually mean. Recordings of what sound like radio clips and television shows are literally ubiquitous; virtually every song uses it at the beginning and end, perhaps to give the impression of one long studio session with a TV left on in the back the whole time. I can only feel the intended effect of this technique when I listen to Pink Floyd, the original employers. Enders' reverence is in the right place, but as insensitive as it sounds, the technique bored me on this album.

Another vibe I get from this album is that of a very long wind-down. Since "Whispering Actually" is the conceptual peak of the album, the sappiness of tracks 3 onward suggests the album will close soon. There's an interesting reason for this. The great album writers of the past several decades have always recognized a curve of energy and creativity that rises and falls during the course of the album, and have arranged accordingly. (I can just see the iPod puppets reading this with slacked jaws). I guarantee that Beatles enthusiasts wouldn't have loved "A Day in the Life" quite so much if it hadn't been the concluder for Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band. Many otherwise consistent artists have used the concluding track to be their most honest, profound, lo fi, lethargic, or "emo". It's too bad that the commercialism of the genre has cheapened the effect of real heartfelt honesty, but there you have it. I'm a child of cynicism. I rolled my eyes before I could help myself when Track 7 came on with "It gives me/hope for the best in everyone/ in understanding what we've done..." I could have forgiven the cheese if it was the last track, but it's not even halfway through the album. Even if the attention curve was well constructed, the album would drag at an overlong 15 tracks and 50-odd minutes.

There are many things that can be relied on that will comfort some and exhaust others. The acoustic guitar is everywhere, which at least lends the music more sophistication than simple power-chord progressions, though since I find this music best when energetic or epic, the steady plucking at the beginning of so many songs eventually felt like a telltale omen that I wouldn't be too impressed. Ace's voice is another universal constant, and that's not a good thing. At its worst it feels like the musical equivalent of spreading cream cheese on bacon - that is, it's so emotional that even if you could enjoy some aspects there is so little subtlety that it's just overwhelming. At its best, it's deliberately cracked but able to carry a tune, like most indie singers.

If there's one great thing about this album, it is that the ear-catching and mind-catching techniques are often hand in hand. Enders makes sure that at least one part (chorus, verse, harmony) in each song has these characteristics of simple originality and catchiness. For example? "The Best Happiness Money Can Buy" is a campfire singalong with a good rhythm and a smattering of vocal layers featuring several Aces singing somewhat casually. Don't take this as the insult it could be designed for, but the track is good because it's so short. There's little room for much more than a catchy chorus. So no, I'm not suggesting Ace couldn't write a perfect song, with ideally balanced parts, he just couldn't write fifteen of them. He had a pretty good idea what he wanted with this album, and that certainly wasn't for it to have "filler" and a few hits. So he distributes his songwriting talent, and anyone with the drive to buy the Early November lead man's solo album will certainly have the attention span to appreciate it for what it is - a consistent effort and vision with inconsistent compatibility.

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This is a side project by Ace Enders of the Early November. It Is a poignant and touching album. Mainly acoustic, it really reaches down and touches you in places much of pop music can't even begin to. It's Ace's signature sound that carries this album. Hs biggest assest is mood. He knows how to set a mood a convey the exact emotion he is feeling. I highly reccomend this album to fans of The Early November, and otherwise.

This is an amazing cd. It took me a few listens to grow accustomed, but when I did, I was blown away. Give it at least a few listens, and it will grow on you too.

Lyrically, it deals with all sorts of things, and they actually have meaning. His voice is amazing, and I really hope The Early November will be persuaded by this amazing work of art and implement it with their own music. All songs are accompanied by a acoustic guitar, mostly tuned down half a step, which gives more character to the upbeat intro to

Emo solo projects have a tendency to be good. One would only need to look at Matt Pryor and Chris Carrabba, with The New Amsterdams and Dashboard Confessional, respectively. With more creative control, the artist seems to be able to really express exactly what they want, and, for the most part, it turns out quite good.

I Can Make A Mess Like Nobody's Business improves this notion ten fold.

Ace Enders, lead singer/guitarist of The Early November, bounces back from a dismal sophomore TEN album, The Room's Too Cold, to create the best emo solo project album out to date. In The Room's Too Cold, TEN lost their pop-rock with intensely personal lyrics/vocals as heard on For All of This and instead moved to a more experimental, but failing, emo style. While I Can Make A Mess does not return to TEN's For All of This style, it takes the few good parts of The Room's Too Cold and expands them into a magificent, hopeful, beautiful album full of folky guitars, catchy melodies, insightful lyrics, and perfect vocals. Ace may not be precisely in tune at all moments nor will his mostly acoustic guitar hit the poppiest of chords but this adds to the album rather than detract in the case of The Room's Too Cold. Songs such as "So I Have Finally Decided to Give Myself A Reason", "But When the Little Fellow Came Close...", and "Salvy", ring of hope and happiness and can't help but make you smile, while others such as "The Kindler Burns", "End of the Background Noise", and "I Know the Sum and Substance of My Evil" are poignent, introspective, and haunting. There is not a track on this album that fails to move the listener in some way or another. It is plainly and simplely, just wonderful.

Matt and Chris should be looking this way. It may help them on their next attept.

This album is very pleasing to listen to from beginning to end, it's soft, clever, and easy-listening. Anyone who appreciates good music will enjoy this album.

Ace's voice has matured since the release of "The Room's Too Cold" and blends into this style of music perfectly. If you're a fan of 'The Early November' don't hesitate on buying this album.

This was an amazing album from beginning to end. I don't know how many times I have listened to it. I recommend this album to anyone that likes gentle rock with great build ups and intuitive lyrics.

as far as having a passion for music, ace has that. his music is so simply beautiful, and to continue to put bands that would rather sing about a lost love than politics or digrating women into catagories such as "emo" is retarded. to keep it simple, when it comes down to it people who will really apreciate this effort are the ones who look for something they can relate to, and truly enjoy the sound of one mans passion. you are only really inspired if your inspiration goes on to inspire others. this cd does that, and it is so wonderfully in its own catagory.