MARC COHN : BURNING THE DAZE

 

  1. Already Home
  2. Girl Of Mysterious Sorrow
  3. Providence
  4. Healing Hands
  5. Lost You In The Canyon
  6. Saints Preserve Us
  7. Olana
  8. Turn To Me
  9. Valley Of The Kings
  10. Turn On Your Radio
  11. Ellis Island
    Bonus Tracks :
  12. Burning Bed
  13. The Days

Label : Atlantic

Release Date : March 17, 1998

Length : 53:11

Review (AllMusic) : Burning the Daze, Marc Cohn's third album, finally appeared in the spring of 1998, nearly five years after the release of his second, Rainy Season. Although he was out of the spotlight for many years, he didn't use his sabbatical to explore new music. Essentially, Burning the Daze follows the same musical pattern as his first two albums - it's adult contemporary pop with slight folk and country influences. Cohn tends to polish his productions a little too much, which lessens the melodic impact of the songs somewhat. Still, there are a number of solid songs here, plus contributions from such artists as Patti Griffin, T-Bone Wolk, Kevin Smith and Rosanne Cash, that make the album worthwhile for fans.

Review (The Austin Chronicle) : The long-awaited Mark Cohn release is here. All five of you who have been holding your breath can stop now. Burning the Daze is actually the 1991 Best New Artist Grammy-winner's third album, but since his 1993 sophomore release didn't yield a hit as popular as his debut's, you probably need to be reminded who Cohn actually is: "Walking in Memphis." Yeah, that guy. What's he been doing over the last few years? Becoming Bruce Hornsby, apparently, which begs two separate questions: first, it took you five years to make this?; and second, did you think anyone would feel like they missed you if you came back sounding like someone who never went away? Really, the resemblance to Hornsby is uncanny - especially on "Healing Hands" and "Turn to Me." While Cohn and Atlantic brought out the big guns for Burning the Daze, John Leventhal producing, vocal help from Patti Griffin, and Rosanne Cash and Rodney Crowell contributing some oh-so-important handclaps, it all sounds slick and polished, but the shot they fired can be heard elsewhere - with bitchin' two-handed piano solos.