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William Elliott Whitmore's stunning debut album, Hymns for the Hopeless, a death-haunted collection of country-folk dirges sung in an ancient croak of a voice, begged the question, if an acceptance of death is both redemption and deliverance from a life of pain, struggle and regret, where to next? With Ashes to Dust, his second album, Whitmore makes it clear that the answer is simply more of the same.

Amazon Music Unlimited Prime Music CDs & Vinyl Download Store Open Web Player MP3 cart. Ashes to Dust 'Please retry'. I love all of William elliott whitmore's. The Early Years released in 2014, includes 'Hymns for the Hopeless' 'Ashes to Dust' and 'Song of the Blackbird'. 0 Menu William Elliott Whitmore.

Dna Activation Man Trap. Like the first offering, this release practices a stern folk minimalism, with Whitmore's whiskey gargle of a voice delivering slow-burning gospel sermons to the sparse accompaniment of banjo or guitar, and when the occasional electric slide guitar enters, it seems to come from the next century, so insular is the tone here. This is country music that is still attached at the hip to gospel and the stern Baptist church hymns that are tailored to the three-note vocal range of the everyman, and Whitmore's astounding voice makes it all stick in the mind like a cautionary tale. But while most of Ashes to Dust could fit seamlessly alongside Hymns for the Hopeless, there are some subtle differences that make this album at least a partial step farther down the road to redemption. Death is still the dominate force here, and it sits atop the sequence like a huge shadow in songs like 'The Day the End Finally Came,' 'Diggin' My Grave,' and 'The Buzzards Won't Cry,' but Whitmore has decided to embrace hope and love in the fiercely romantic 'When Push Comes to Shove,' the stunning train song 'Lift My Jug (Song for Hub Cale),' and the masterful portrait of his farmer father that closes the album, 'Porchlight.' These three songs in particular lift the album out of its harrowing fascination with death and allow some light in on the proceedings. Redemption, Whitmore appears to be saying, just might be attainable in the here and now after all.

Ashes to Dust is another powerful album from one of the brightest talents on the Americana scene, one who understands that country isn't about how you wear your hat, it's about how you handle the inevitable. ~ Steve Leggett.

Boomkat Product Review: Now this is old old school! Seemingly beamed in direct from the prohibition-era Deep South, William Elliot Whitmore is sour mashed stained neo-bluegrass that sounds as if breakfast regularly consists of 20 full fat Marlboro.

Based around banjo and acoustic guitar blues, Elliot Whitmore takes a deceptively simple palate then furnishes it with flourishes of instrumentation which range from chrome finger slide guitar on 'The Day The End Finally Came' through to his Granddad's accordion on 'Sorest of Eyes'. With a vocal style that is two parts Tom Waits and one part the bloke from Crash Test Dummies (you heard right.), Whitmore spins meandering, dark-hearted blues/gospel tales that bare comparison with the story telling qualities of Johnny Cash. With songs like 'Diggin' My Grave' far closer to bluegrass legends such as Ralph Stanley and The Cox Family than the nu-blues upstarts of Devendra Banhart and Willy Mason, Elliot Whitmore is for those who like their music to be dusty, lyrically sincere and filtered through bourbon.