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9.0
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9.0 |
Uncut
Clarke is both perpetuating and recontextualising the music of the mid-20th century. Print edition only
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8.6
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8.6 |
Paste Magazine
NYC singer/songwriter Max Clarke’s self-titled project tells all the right stories of an eternal, American pop identity with the ease of an old-timer and the fresh eyes of a modernist
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8.0
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8.0 |
The Line Of Best Fit
Cut Worms breathes in the exuberance of a bygone summer on his self-titled return
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8.0
134680
8.0 |
All Music
Clarke's songs are founded in seductive pop melodies with a rootsy undertow, and he, his studio band, and his production team have crafted an album that comes from the heart and emotionally connects with rare skill, in both music and lyrics
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8.0
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No Ripcord
It's the sweet simplicity that makes Cut Worms work so well in the absence of the character-driven stories that colored Nobody Lives Here Anymore. Trading them out for good old-fashioned love songs and playing to his strengths, Clarke has created another enjoyable Cut Worms album and one that is worth repeated listens
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7.5
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Beats Per Minute
While Clarke remains tethered to his sources, he still manages to flap his way toward the sun. In this version of the myth, his wings hold up, his father congratulates him, and the gods give him a brief yet sincere ovation
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7.0
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7.0 |
Northern Transmissions
The self-titled album from Cut Worms is a delicate sidestep from Max Clarke’s sophomore record instead of a confident step forward
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6.0
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6.0 |
Mojo
Over time it can feel like Clarke has excised the excitement along with the Extraneous matter, his balefully lovelorn tenor, now right out front without distracting clutter, often too reedy to carry the show. Print edition only
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