Jordan Romero – LAMB
LAMB is a nightmare where pop music is heard distantly while you arrive at a scrap yard in a powdered wig. And in this distance is a lithe figure keeping an eye out for shade in a sweltering Baltimore summer. You inch a little bit closer and can see Jordan Romero. He’s wearing a Department of Public Works uniform, blowing the dust off forms exotic and broken-down, talking about sea pigeons and lemons under ice. All throughout the Maryland region you can hear it, a grinding, grumbling sticky sound like melodic dump trucks tracing the city. In this place all popular and unpopular music is left to bake in a hot car.
At first you come across an old girl singing alone in a storm drain about the terrible sweetness of braiding a friend’s oily hair and reminiscing about childhoods in carpools, something you might hear in Debby Jinny Johnnie. Down the road there is a man perched on a highway median wringing dirty hands of French-tipped nails, a power drill hanging from his utility belt. Not far away from this man are the dark quarry pits, where there is music of tires spinning in mud and beef-bodied men hollering at each other over the noise of their engines, a sound like Lemon Under Ice. And over where the sun sets in LAMB a cowgirl gallops off into the dusk, never once looking back.
All about in LAMB there is a glittery heat of spent gift cards on the sidewalks, old chattering friends behaving the way they always have, waking up angry and mellowing out as the day grows long, until they fall asleep. And always there is this delicate person, Jordan Romero, uniformed in the shade of an overpass, suffering in the heat, eyes sweating. All we can really see of him is a smudge on the city, a finely dressed hypnotic Sasquatch in the distance, trying to help you feel better about the bad things, and worse about the good things.
Romero must have come from Maryland. The places you might find Romero, are the places you might find in LAMB. Watch the pendulum and listen to the sounds haunting the buildings of city government, or to the hum in a broadcast over WJZ-TV. Close your eyes and see a poster of Levar Burton on a wall in the Frederick County Public Library. LAMB is a hypnosis project to revitalize the new rococo.
1. Blame It On The Sand
2. Debbie Jinny Johnnie
3. Like A Lemon Under Ice
4. Memories Of A Cowgirl
5. Song For Sufferer
6. Touch Me
7. Make U Wait
8. Could You
9. Power To Play
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