Christopher Smith is an artist of little notoriety. His name sounds familiar only because it is so simple. To school the rest of you, he is a singer/songwriter from Vancouver, but before he started working on music he was involved in the city’s art scene. I actually ended up noticing this album because of this fantastic little video for his song “Gently Gently”. I figured I would purchase it on my own as a courtesy to the artist and what I got was just a little underwhelming.
The starting track, “Gently Gently” is ominous as it is sweet. It is also perhaps the best song on the album. There is no percussion on the entire runtime, but on “Gently Gently” it seems to really help the song. The looming electric guitar keeps the song fun to listen to while the acoustics keep it progressive. The lyrics are simple as well and end up being useful in the overall simple-delivery of the entire song. It also helps that his voice sounds incredibly soothing but real.
Smith sings the next three songs as if he was in front of his girlfriend’s porch with his guitar in attempt to woo her back into his arms. Unfortunately, it’s also like he’s in high school and has had little experience in writing lyrics. “Middle of the Night” is wrought with clichés and painful repetition that made me want to cringe a few times. The turn in the three songs after “Gently Gently” abandon the feeling that he was the quiet kid that you knew in school, never really knew, but respected him because of his obvious intelligence, and replace it with sort of an amateurish take on songwriting.
Some my complaints changes for the better when he becomes a bit edgier in the second half of the album. “The Beckon Call Part 1” and “The Beckon Call Part 2” aren’t much on the side of music, but are good, ambient tone-setters. However, you can find a five-note connection between the two songs making them consistant.
“Two Strawberries In a Jam” finds Smith in a place of weakness, when he has little sound backing him and his guitar and it comes off as honest, catchy and enjoyable. In fact, there is a sense of the same weakness on the rest of the album but it becomes disappointingly edgy. The cohesion in “Hands” seems like it wasn’t written with a whole lot of thought and depends solely on the sadness in its musical tone.
The problem with this album is that it’s really kind of boring. Honestly, I had trouble listening to it and it’s only about 35 minutes. In times when it should be personal, it just comes off as whiny. When you want him to be emotional, he portrays himself as cold with his delivery. I guess what I’m trying to say is that this album doesn’t want you to like it that much. It wants you to say “it’s okay but I wouldn’t listen to it again.” And to put it frank, that’s what it is.
WINNER: Andrew
WHY: Christopher Smith is an okay artist. Nothing should be expected of him, but “The Beckon Call” just isn’t that interesting to listen to.


