Keith Moody, ‘Dreaming Out Loud’ Review: A Real ‘Mood’ Swinger

Keith Moody lives up to his last name. His latest album, “Dreaming out Loud,” has an alternative sound with rock and country elements, all of which create a trifecta of near perfection. Mostly songs about love, life and obstacles, Moody steps into the spotlight and delivers a soundtrack to growing pains.

“Do It Over Again,” the third track, is a nicely paced uptempo rocker about the crazy things one misses about being in love with that special someone and the willingness to go through it again. The song opens up like the first day on a road trip and wastes no time jumping into the musical action and supports the lovesick lyrics that bind the theme of the song well. It makes those who had that special, but crazy love miss the wild days that made love worth it. The chorus itself is an admission of lonliness. It makes you smile, reminisce, it makes you almost want to pick up the phone and tell that person you miss them.

The sixth track, “One Bad Ending,” has lyrical manpower, more ammunition than most turf wars. A song about the choices made in life and the reality of death, Moody tells the story of a cocaine user, high on life, coke and oblivious to the ones who try to help her. The lyrics are strong and sorrowful as Moody explains, “from the moment we cry, we’re destined to die from the beginning, baby girl, it’s just one bad ending.” The song is sad, but real and with the help of equally powerful progression it gets its point across clearly.

The tempo slows down dramatically on the number eight track, “Red Line.” Like a ballad, Moody explains the toxic effects of love and naïvete people tend to attain when they are so deep in love. Moody’s lyrics are again truthful by all means and the dramatic tempo alongside the progression and percussion tag team create a spellbinding and timeless sound, like the heartbeat of the song. “Red Line” stands out as a favorite and is relative to almost every soul on this planet as it connects effectively one broken heart to another.

The eleventh track, “Plastic Hearts,” is a more mellow track about struggle and the desire to be heard. A reflective song, Moody, with the help of his guitar, sings about the need for guidance. Somber yet hopeful, the guitar defends the message of the pursuit of a dream amongs those who don’t listen or believe. It is another relatable track and sounds like a very personal one for Moody. The song is very sound and makes one think about what they have or will go through when following the heart.

The songs are great. Moody, is even greater. Aside from being an instrumentalist, Moody’s lyrics are what drives the album. They are true, deeper than those of even the best songwriters of our generation or generations past. Music is supposed to be a mild break from reality, words are supposed to be an escape, but with Moody, reality never sounded so beautiful, never felt so good. Today’s dance tracks or ballads can’t compare to the the high you feel from the lyrics present on the album, full of life, exuberant in nature.

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