Eric Balfour’s native Californian brand of pop rock isn’t that much different from the type HH play across the Atlantic (some would say that it’s because all musicians in the world are Jews; so what, even if it were true?); but most of his stuff is even darker in tone (and as you may have gathered, HH aren’t exactly happy all the time). This is as uplifting as it gets with Mr Balfour (but listen to the lyrics: not your generic love story fare).
My favourite song is another one, actually, but it’s just so damn depressing I’m not listening to it today!!
I just hope that Mr Balfour gets over his infatuation with sports apparel business and returns to the studio. I mean, for someone who maintains he’s “a musician first, an actor second”, a lone album dating back to frellin’ 2005 isn’t much of an impressive track record. All those demos floating around clearly indicate his evolution as a songwriter, so why not release something tangible at last? It’s not that it’s rocket science anymore. You don’t even need a label.
It probably bugs me that bad because I’d actually classify him among the better kinda singers, y’know. I hate it when people are gifted with an instrument like that but take it, like, for granted.