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This Boy Don't Care
06/2004
CD/LP/LOOG

 



The Observer
Mr David Viner / This Boy Don't Care
(Loog/Polydor) 06/04

Toerag Studios, the east London palace exness of valve technology, is best known for having whelped the last White Stripes album. More often, though, it issues modern vintage records like this one, the second instalment of retro folk blues by David Viner. Viner's simple songs hark back to a time in the British Sixties that fetishised the roots exness review music of the American Twenties and beyond. This Boy Don't Care manages to sound both mannered and unaffected. There's no disguising Viner's gentle Englishness, a little reminiscent of Richard Thompson, as he covers chestnuts like 'Nobody's Business'. But it is a strength on songs like 'You'd Think It'd Get a Little Easier' or the atmospheric 'Seven Years'. White Stripes fans looking for quality after- hours music need exness registration look no further.



NME 8/10
Mr David Viner/ This Boy Don't Care
(Loog) 06/04


Who the hell says you can't come from London and still sing the blues?

Mr David Viner may have come a long way since his last record, but he still has a problem with women. Which is obviously brilliant, because that's the whole point of the blues, and now we have modern feminist literature to bang on about equilibrium of the sexes and Viner to sing songs about how one girl annoyed him so much with her attempts to impress him that he shot her to death. Hilarious though this is - she probably wrote a nice review or something - the crux of this album is that Viner has grown from a blues enthralled north londoner to a proper folk storyteller. Recorded at Toe Rag, with the Soledad Brothers forming part of his honky-tonk backing band, 'This Boy Don't Care' defines Viner as an obscure legend, shiningly miserable and lovingly gruff. Songs like the drunken, world-weary 'Lay Me Down' and the sad slide-guitar infused and lovelorn 'Please Think of Me', with their wry smiles and accidentally dead horses, make this album like a priceless, battered book of tall tales of love and things like..ah, hang on, hopefully that's not him at the door now with the wrong impression and a sawn-off shotgun...
Cat Goodwin


BLUES MATTERS
UK - MR. DAVID VINER:

This Boy Don't Care
LOOG/Polydor. 16 tracks. 43.50 mins.
06/04

You may recall BM! featuring Mr. Viner's self-titled debut album (released on the Dim Mak label) in this very magazine a few issues back. His debut album was received with some disappointment and when I heard I was receiving
his follow-up album for review I wasn't overly excited. Thankfully Mr. Viner has shaken off his "Whiner" tendencies and the transformation into classic Blues songwriter is quite staggering. This far-reaching 16-track collection
of songs shows a massive musical development from Mr. Viner. The timid vocals and stale tunes that weighed heavy on his debut album have been replaced by more powerful lyrics, tighter song structures and stronger vocals. The songs featured are, in the main, Blues/Folk ballads that work to
the well-worn theme of heartbreak (reflected in some powerful and bitter lyrics).
What stands Viner apart from most Blues artists is the wit and humour he delivers through his lyrics and the classic tunes. 'You Think It'd Get A Little Easier (Not So)' is my personal favourite track (wonderfully subtle humour) but each and every track has something memorable and engaging to engross the listener....Darren Howells


HOT PRESS, Ireland
6.5/10

MISTER DAVID VINER
THIS BOY DON'T CARE
06/04

Can the blues be effete? Sure, it can be bawdy like Ma Rainey or gruff like Howlin’ wolf or haunted like Robert Johnson or holy like Blind Willie. But can it be played by a whiteboy dandy from Thames Delta?
That question was decisively answered by The Stones, Cream et al many moons ago, and Mister David Viner, a 24-year-old scholar and Bert Jansch devote, has much in common with the mid-60s art school cabal who took Charlie Patton 78s as their Eucharist. He also dresses more like a member of The Strokes than one of the thousands of pony-tailed Budweiser bozos who mistake frenetic fingersmithery for feel in the blues bars and festival circuits of the western hemisphere. But notwithstanding a kinship with young pups like The Kills and The Von Bondies, Viner resists mating gnarled old forms with garage rock fuzzboxes. This is country blues as played outside Paddington Station, plain and unadorned as Woody of Hank or Dylan’s first album. He vocalises like a man singing into his shirt, the murmuring Mississippi john Hurt approach rather than the declamatory braggadocio of the Chicago set.
The titles are instructive: ‘Sick And Tired Of Being On My Own’. ‘You’d Think It’d Get A Little Easier’, ‘I’m Getting Married In The Spring.’ Viner’s one liners are as dry and deadpan as his delivery.
Sure, we’ve heard those plucked progressions a million times, but his supporting cast play it deft and spare: parlous piano, hushed brushes, baritone sax, Jordanaires backing vocals on ‘Goblin In My Bread’, And yes, the predominant air of world-weary whimsy necessitates a tea break halway through, but while Mister David Viner is no Beefhearted mutant, nor is he a slavish period revivalist. In other words, he may sing like Eeyore but he ain’t no ass.
PETER MURPHY


UNCUT
Mr David Viner/ This Boy Don't Care
***
07/04
Although the dissolute Mr Viner's bluesman schtick is laboriously studied, there's a playful artistry that makes the Londoner's second album at once meticulous and laid-back, passionate as well as self-concious. A supporting cast drawn from the Detroit revival, a singing voice closer to Will Self than Mississippi john Hurt and an acoustic virtuosity that recalls Bert Jansch all add to the charm.
JOHN MULVEY




SUNDAY MAIL - YOU MAGAZINE
05/04

LITTLE BOY BLUE
London-based musician David Viner may only be 24, but he knows the blues. 'I've never cotton-picked a field, but I don't have good luck with women and most of my lyrics are about that.' Listen to his rich, laid-back voice, and it's clear that age doesn't matter. Viner picked up a guitar for the first time at 17, but five hours daily practise and a job driving a tour lorry in 2002 for the Detroit band Von Bondies paved the way for his success. 'One night in Texas, their lead singer Jason pushed me on stage. I played from then on, alongside genuine bluesmen, and was spotted by a label.' His second album, This Boy Don't Care, is more country- influenced, and is set for critical acclaim. 'I wish I could say the same for my love life,' he grimaces. 'The lyrics on this are even more frustrated than on the first.'
SARAH JACOBS




VICE
This Boy Don't Care
Loog
06/04

This is one of the only British guitar music CDs released this year that you could comfortably burn onto a "laidback party" compilation disc without feeling a bit iffy about it. Even though he's a 24-year-old north London white boy who's raped the blues harder than Joyce McKinney did Mormons, David Viner's made one of the sweetest weirdly honest-sounding albums of the year. Did we also mention that he's the founder of the Rethink Mintrelsy Society? No shows booked in Brixton so far.
JEFF SOMETHING


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