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	|  Tomas Bodin
 
  I Am
 
  Review by Josh Turner
 
 This concept comes from            the fantasies of Flower King's keyboardist Tomas Bodin. Right from the            get go, you know I Am is going to grow on you. It is complex, but yet            so sophisticated. It is rich in nutrients and planted in the most pristine            of progressive soils. There are many elements in this happy mix and            they all manage to play well with one another. Tomas has carefully picked            out all the weeds and nurtured every plant in the production. The musicianship            from everyone else for that matter is top-notch all the way. They each            work hard to cultivate the land. No single contribution is rushed. Not            a single laborer lays down on the job. The crops are faithfully tended            with tender care, resulting in the most bountiful harvest seen on this            side of the genre for quite some time. I liked Pinup Guru and Sonic            Boulevard very much. Those were each marvelous and melodious creations            in their own right, but this album takes Tomas' talents to far greater            heights. Unlike his earlier releases, this one has vocals and plenty            of them. This is no journeyman's attempt at writing lyrics. Instead,            the verses are insightful, innovative, simply put, they are downright            incredible. I'm so astonished; it seems implausible he was able reach            the summit in a solo journey of his own making. The vocals alone will            come as a shock to any longtime fan. To be fair, Tomas was            assisted by some of the best specialists in the field. Still, it is            hard to believe he was able to design such a framework all by himself.            He has shown himself to be the Da Vinci of music as he reveals the secret            code to making songs divine. As for the others, The Flower Kings have            a mighty new knight in the rhythm section. His name is Marcus Liliequist.            In case you were worried, this guy can play. Jonas Reingold still doesn't            have a bad record to his name. Wherever he contributes, he puts a glorious            spark in every song. This isn't a bassist who chose his instrument because            he can't play the guitar. The way he plays the bass makes it seem like            a whole new instrument. Anders Jansson's singing is some of the best            heard on any Flower Kings offshoot. It's along the lines of Goran Edman's            delivery on the Karmakanic albums. For anyone familiar with that particular            project, you know this says a lot. In addition, Anders is assisted by            Pernilla Bodin and Helene Schonning, who each lend their lovely voices.            Last, but not least, JJ Jocke Marsh provides a new angle on this popular            line of fashion. Without Roine's flower power, the magic comes from            a whole new realm. Not entirely sure what his initials stand for, but            here he is the outlaw Jesse James. He's quick on the draw as his solos            take us through a series of intense shootouts. After every duel, he            rides off into the sunset unscathed, only to come back scrapping in            other skirmishes. There is so much energy            and emotion, so much pleasure and pain expressed throughout the passages,            there can be no question this comes from the core of this keyboardist.            Just as Jonas proved with Karmakanic, Tomas is substantially more than            an instrumentalist. While he undoubtedly plays the keys with amazing            ability, he demonstrates himself to be an excellent composer, lyricist,            and producer as well. When it comes to making music, he can do it all            and does no wrong in the process. Think of whatever may have been his            best solo album to date. This is leaps and bounds ahead of the next            best thing. I had high expectations coming in and I Am exceeds every            one of them. The album is unreal and unexpected. It's an extraordinary            work of art. This is basically what the term "masterpiece"            was meant to describe. This review is  available in book format (hardcover and paperback)   in             Music Street  Journal: 2005 Year Book Volume 1 at https://garyhillauthor.com/Music-Street-Journal-2005. |  |  |  |  |  |  |  
	
	| Track by Track Review |  |  |  | I I            found the music on this album to be very similar to the songs found            on Karmakanic's Wheel of Life. Each one has some crossover with the            song "Where the Earth Meets the Sky". This one is probably            closest in nature to that exceptional epic. While it sits somewhere            in the horizon, it also enters the colorful prism of the title track            on Karmakanic's Entering the Spectre. As we would expect, there is less            emphasis on the bass and a great deal more on keyboards. Clearly, its            limbs grow from the same seeds as The Flower Kings. Past albums foreshadowed            a future unfolding in Tomas' mind. You can hear many old themes revisited.            This sets free much of the truth found in The Flower Kings' earlier            efforts. There are elements from Retropolis, Space Revolver, and especially            Unfold the Future. Each one that surfaces is reworked and improved upon            with sheer craftsmanship. With growth and maturity, Bodin has blossomed            into a fabulous songwriter and storyteller. In the beginning, it takes            a few minutes for this particular song to reach maximum speed. Anders            slowly starts to disentangle the tale. Then the others join in on the            hunt. Marcus' drumming is like his Norwegian neighbor Robert Risberget            Johansen from Gazpacho. While a little less busy than Zoltan Csorcz,            there are some similarities to The Flower Kings' previous prodigy as            well. Marcus is such a smart fit for this style of music as every note            is timed just right. The audio effect creates faint tingles in the earlobes,            which in turn, sends shivers all the way through the entire nervous            system. Jonas, on the other hand, takes a more high profile approach.            There is no question it is him and he is just where we want him to be.            He's forefront in the mix and plays the bass as if it were a lead instrument.            Jocke's guitars are just as engaging. His style is a blend between two            of my favorites: Roine Stolt and Krister Jonzen. In some places, you'll            find it hard to accept it is neither one of these dreamy shredders.            With all these wistful riffs, he still finds the time to introduce an            edge of rock and blues. All this playing is great, but Tomas is easily            the brightest star in the heavens. At times, he takes a classical approach            and incorporates whimsical circus tunes. Various parts take Mr. Hope            out and about on his typical adventures. Others are the envy of David            Bowie's extraterrestrial imagination. Long before I was ever told Bowie            was one of his influences, I could hear Ziggy Stardust in the music.            There is a definite Deep Purple bit brought in later on as well. Looking            at the composition and the singing as a whole, this is something that            would be easier to accept from Pain of Salvation (think of the similarly            titled album Be). This might be the strongest piece on the album; then            again it was the first one I encountered. When I heard it, I was knocked            flat. It took me a full count to get back to my feet. While I got such            an incredible first impression, it continues to impress me more on every            listen. While the others are slightly shorter and subtly different,            you will be pleased to hear praise for those as well in the coming comments.            To some degree, all the epics are equally exceptional.
 |  |  |  | A After            such an overwhelmingly outstanding piece, you'd expect the rest of the            album to be downhill from there. As mentioned, this couldn't be further            from the truth. This one opens with a calm and comforting piano. The            passage soothes the soul and takes us to a better place. All of a sudden,            our attention is distracted by the introduction of an insidious-sounding            guitar much in the vein of Big Wreck's Ian Thornley. This song is more            dark and mysterious than the last. Yet, it's still delicious enough            to nibble on for an epic amount of time. One of the instrumental parts            reminds me of Liz's song in Pinup Guru ("Me and Liz"). There            are several flowery parts to follow that bloom in the coming sunrise.            While un-credited, it is pretty obvious Roine sings on this one. If            not, Anders is doing an excellent job impersonating him. Regardless            of whether or not Anders is sharing the vocals, his voice shows devout            depth, notable breadth, and remarkable range. As if we did not get enough,            this piece also gives us a barrage of down-home blues and a hailstorm            of jazz. Additionally, credit should be given to Tomas for how he handles            religion and spirituality in this piece. I cannot imagine anyone, whether            they are atheist, agnostic, Christian, Muslim, Buddhist, or Jew, who            is not touched by the words and thoughts Anders conveys in the passage            called The Prayer. The story shares many similarities to Neal Morse's            Testimony. However, the religious content is a little less heavy-handed            and much more ambiguous. This makes it easiest for many to relate to            the spiritual side of his story.
 |  |  |  | M This            song leads seamlessly from the last and it opens as if it were a Broadway            musical. Roger Waters' watermark is imprinted on this section as it            refracts from Pink Floyd's reflection. After Anders gives us some great            moments in the previous two pieces, his singing is delivered most passionately            here. This is probably the most cohesive of all the compositions. To            put it bluntly, it just manages to rock the most. Everything is tied            together taut, leaving us with no loose ends. There is an undying downpour            of David Bowie forecast throughout the piece and the predicted storms            come to fruition. A tornado barrels through with the fury of jazz fusion.            The weather whirls around with symphonic satisfaction and the ending            comes as a torrential shower of Transatlantic. If just one of the three            songs were on the album and nothing else, this album would still be            highly heralded by me. I have trouble picking out my favorite. It is            an unbelievable feat to have one fine epic on an album. It is remarkable            having two. It is totally unheard of to have three. While rare, you            will discover that this is what Tomas has accomplished. They are all            so good; it should be a sin to partake in such pleasures. While nothing            is ever perfect, this is the best album I've ever heard.
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