Love & The Outcome "These Are The Days" by Michael Tackett (cmaddict.com) on 2016-11-15 15:18:48
Love & The Outcome is back with their second full-length record, These Are the Days. The Canadian married duo continues their CCM pop sound with a hint of 80 synths and catchy lyrics.
The opening track, Strangers, sets the tone of the message of the record, which is offering encouragement to those that feel alone, and letting them know that there is a God that listens and loves them. This message is continued in tracks “This is the God I Know” and “I Don’t Have You.” Songs like “Galaxies”, “Good Life” and “Paradise” have the 80s vibe and melodies that you don’t find too much in CCM releases. It’s a refreshing sound and one that I wish more bands used to livin’ their sound up a bit.
While the middle of the record slows down and runs together a little too closely to have any breakout songs, the last handful of tracks pick things back up for a satisfying closing. The title track These Are the Days, a standout, goes ‘ I don't wanna miss, The moments slip away, It's a gift, Every breathe you take.” A great message for those of us (I included) that sometimes we go through life’s motions a little too easily and don’t stop to appreciate the day that we have been given.
While Love & The Outcome's newest offering does offer some noteworthy additions, the project sometimes falls too close to being too CCM radio friendly. These Are the Days may not be one of the best releases of 2016 but it’s a noteworthy addition to the CCM world.
Rating: 3.5 out of 5
Label: Word Entertainment
Release Date: September 23, 2016
Buy it: Amazon - iTunes
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If I Dont Have You
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