Music: Jazzfest on disc, by Keith Spera
The Times-Picayune, April 30, 1997.
Paul Sanchez, Loose Parts (Paul Sanchez Music). Such is the intimacy of Paul Sanchez's solo recordings that it's easy to imagine him right there, in your living room, serenading with his acoustic.
Before Sanchez joined the bombastic Cowboy Mouth as one of its two guitarists, he was an aspiring folkie with a wealth of slice-of-life ballads - mostly down-and-out, mostly autobiographical. He has continued to walk those same side alleys via three solo albums released during his tenure with the Mouth (if you ever come across a copy of his hard-to-find first gem of an album, "Wasted Lives and Bluegrass," snag it).
His new, self-released, mostly solo third outing, "Loose Parts," contains more of what made his first two discs so charming.
The sound throughout is clean and bright. His strings chime on the opener, "Little Boy," a charming portrait of arrested development: Here I am not young or old but somewhere in the middle/How could I live so much and know so little?/Somewhere deep inside of me there's secrets hid/confused and dislocated, I'm a grown-up kid.
The melancholic "St. Louis Cathedral," told from the perspective of a French Quarter homeless person, manages to be sympathetic to his plight without pandering or becoming sappy.
The bittersweet reminiscences and catalog of unfulfilled dreams of "Remember When" is typical of much of Sanchez's work. "I'm Kissing Her (But I'm Thinking of You)" is typical of his clever wordplay. "Hurricane Party" is Sanchez's flipside, the goofy sing-along - it documents a night of shenanigans with some good friends, a big storm and a lot of booze.
Throughout, a supporting cast of players accents Sanchez. He and Susan Cowsill team up for a lovely duet on "Let's Not Talk About Love," and her husband Peter Holsapple contributes accordion, mandolin and other instruments.
But it is Sanchez, as songwriter, guitarist, singer and voice, that makes this disc a winner.
Offbeat Magazine 1997
David Jones
Paul Sanchez breaks away for a simple, un-plugged session that makes up the package called Loose Parts, a folksy work produced by Peter Holsapple. The songs here are quiet ballads, each telling what seems to be a very personal story and Sanchez tells them well.
The duet with Susan Cowsill is positively enchanting, the two exchanging lead vocals easily and creating quiet harmonies without ever hurrying.
"Shotgun In my Soul" is the most electric of the cd's 14 cuts.
Loose Parts is like Sanchez came over to your house, pulled up a chair and played all his favorite tunes just for you.
gris-gris
vol. #6 September 1997
hear & now
Jeff English
Paul Sanchez - Loose Parts
On LOOSE PARTS, Paul Sanchez continues the same territory he's explored on his solo discs, JET BLACK and JEALOUS and WASTED LIVES and BLUEGRASS. Though the first two sound similar, the subject matter is drastically different. JEALOUS covered the dark side of relationships and lost love, while on BLUEGRASS,( after falling in love and getting married), the songs tended to showcase the happier side of life.
It's obvious that Sanchez is still happily married since much of LOOSE PARTS celebrates the relationship he shares with his wife, Rachelle. "Unwind Our Heart" is a beautiful ode to the challenges of marriage, " what I have to say, is to be prepared for life to want to tear us apart/ 'cause the world is gonna try to unwind our heart."A testament to what a stable relationship did for Sanchez, the title track celebrates his settling down. " she took all the loose parts shaking 'round inside of me/and fit 'em in her warm heart and her arms I'm finally free of loose parts."
"St. Louis Cathedral" explores a different direction and contains some of the disc's deeper, more poetic lyrics. "pigeons pecking pieces of a million broken dreams/fragile shattered china doll face eaten/and all the homeless have a home in Jesus on Dauphine/just behind a Laundromat he keeps them.""Making A Living" is one of the highlights of the disc. Using Peter Holsapple's understated accordion to accompany his voice, Sanchez delivers the admirable tale of a man who continues to work after two heart attacks. "I asked him, 'what the hell are you doing here/' He said, 'man I'm making a living and you can't call it living if you're living in fear."One of the loveliest songs Sanchez has ever recorded is the exquisite duet with the silky voiced Susan Cowsill, "Let's Not Talk About Love."
Shifting gears and tickling the funny bone, "Hurricane Party" is the humorous, (and true), story of a pre-tempest get together that began with poker, cigars and hooch. That turned ugly with cookies dipped in scotch, mud wrestling, Tootsie rolls and red ant bites all over his ass. "Shotgun In My Soul' touches on love on the road. "Top Of The World" recounts a trek across Europe, "let's go to bed early, wake up and be in love all day."
The Day (CT)
May 2, 1999
Jet Black and Jealous -Paul Sanchez
by Rick Koster

If one cuts Cowboy Mouth singer/guitarist/songwriter Paul Sanchez, he bleeds folkie. Long before the New Orleans band earned national fame as a rock band, Sanchez wandered the northeast as an acoustic-toting troubadour, hoping to follow in such footsteps as Bob Dylan's or Peter Case's.
Instead, Sanchez started the Mouth and began ascension of a different colored musical ladder. But that doesn't mean he's abandoned the singer/songwriter side of his personality. Over the years, Sanchez has re-released three fine indie label solo albums; "Jet Black and Jealous," "Wasted Lives and Bluegrass," and "Loose Parts" --mostly featuring his voice and guitar --and often opens CM concerts with solo acoustic sets.
"Jet Black and Jealous" was the first of Sanchez' records and, in the opinion of many, remains his finest. Unfortunately, it's been out of print for years --until now anyway. Freshly mixed by longtime cohort Mike Mayeux, "Jet Black and Jealous" is a CD as brilliant in it's narrative and melody as it is in its spare simplicity. Though it features original versions of three songs that have since become Mouth staples ("Louisiana Lowdown and Blue," My Little Blue One" and Light It OnFire"), "Jet Black" is otherwise stuffed with a cornucopian supply of wonderfully descriptive vignettes like the achingly erotic "Confidential Dance," the instrumental country ballad "Carl Calls Kristie," the wittily ironic eulogy for a relationship, "Real Good Time," and the literate title track.
Sanchez is a wizard with words and description, and his depictions of magical or lonely nights, or the quality of morning smells like newspapers and coffee take on an amazing poignant image in the context of his wise narratives.
Prescription to cure those follow-up blues
The News-Star on Sunday, Aug. 7, 1994.
Wasted Lives and Bluegrass, Paul Sanchez.
Like Jet Black and Jealous, this record is an airy affair, done mostly solo on guitar. He ruminates on life and love, pain and passion. There's a lot of cigarette smoking and coffee drinking.
Yet, as with the previous LP, Sanchez just doesn't have a torrid album to offer.
This simple placidity of "Still in Love" and "I Dreamt" is his greatest strength. He's no folk protest singer in the mode of Seeger, Guthrie or Dylan; he's a lover not a fighter.
Strictly speaking, Sanchez has a voice that's a little too sweet for rock music too. It's almost Tim Pan Alley in its unforced naivity; almost showy in its easy world-weariness.
What Sanchez does to cure that on "Wasted Lives and Bluegrass" is bring in a harp player named John Herbert, which gives the proceedings a stern, honky tonk feel.
Those great tunes are not as bluesy as they are forcefully, happily hillbilly. They aren't however, the heart of the matter. (Neither, frankly, is the kind of funny "I Don't Wanna Rock 'n' Roll").
It's those narrative, springy tunes he does alone. Sanchez -- call him a neo-Sammy Cahn, a scruffy Johnny Mercer -- writes lyrics in the most air-tight, unadorned way.
And at his most effective, those tunes are like pennies from heaven.
Offbeat
May 1992
by Rick Coleman
Paul Sanchez, Jet Black and Jealous
Paul Sanchez is a talented songwriter, musician and singer. A veteran of new york's "anti-folk bohemia", Sanchez displays a remarkable lyrical gift in this all-acoustic collection of personal vignettes of loves and loves lost.
The Cowboy Mouth connection is apparent in two hard-edged songs that are performed in concert by the group-'Louisiana Lowdown and Blue' and 'Light it on Fire'.
'Picture of You Wearing Bones' and 'Jet Black and Jealous' resemble classic folk polemics. Accompanied by only a guitar, Sanchez croons like a Spanish balladeer in 'Maria' and breathes softly through the pop-jazz ballad 'In My Dreams'. but Sanchez's lyrics are equally powerful.
His fine, high tenor reaches for edgy emotions as he sings about waking up in panic in a strange bed, choking on conversations, fans blowing cat hair, and spilling chili in the French quarter-everyday things that trigger purple emotions, but at the same time, stress the impermanence of experience that makes memories worth remembering."I will tell you a story", sings Sanchez in a remarkable tribute to his father, "and if it's not told it will disappear."
"...My mom and daddy met when they were still 18/moved into the city and had a family/he worked the river every day and every night/came home to my mother and this was their life.
Weekends they'd dance on thee river boats/walk to save a nickel to buy themselves a coke/they were young it was 1923/thirty years before they would get to me
He was a gambler and he was a drinker/but every single sunday no matter what you think/he'd be in church he never missed a Sunday/me i haven't been since he passed away.
My father passed away when he waas very young/eleven children he and my mother they had/he'd been an orphan and all he ever wanted was a family... when he died it was all he had."
"The Record Exchange Music Monitor" October 1992
Jet Black and Jealous Rick Cornell
Just when you think no one could have worse luck with women, along comes Paul Sanchez.
Judging by these 13 short songs, women are either walking Ginsu knives ("And your tongue, to my surprise, was a razor in disguise" and, from the title track, "But you beat my arms with your slashing tongue") or they just ain't around ("Another night alone in bed/I wait in vain to hear the door" and "When I woke up I was divorced"). Lucky for him, Paul has something that most of us can't fall back on -- an ingratiating singing voice and a storyteller's ease.
The Louisiana-born Sanchez reminds me of a folkier Peter Himmelman or maybe Luka Bloom, with New Orleans often taking the place of Bloom's Ireland or New York City (both men's home away from home). He uses a cranked up, chunky, Bloom like acoustic guitar to great success on "Confidential Dance" and the insistent "Maria."
Other standouts are the bitter "Picture Of You Wearing Bones" and "Used To Be Crazy," the closest the album has to a rocker and a song that would fit in nicely on a Marshall Crenshaw album. Anybody who puts together an opening line like "I saw Jesus working somewhere in Cincinnati/Looking like a frind of mine a little around the eyes" is worth keeping track of.
"Dirty Linen" 1992
Album Review of Jet Black and Jealous by Stephen A. Ide
Paul Sanchez is a rocker whose percussive acoustic guitar is effective as a backdrop to personal, vivid songs about experiencing life one relationship at a time. At times it's an attractive picture, other times not. When not singing of old lovers, infatuation and jealousy, Sanchez relays a facet of his family life. It's Sanchez unplugged, but the power still flows.
In the lead-off song about onetime love affairs, "Confidential Dance," his images sizzle from the first lines: "I reached my hand under her black sweater / Buried my face deep in her blond hair." He doesn't get much more graphic than that, but that's only because the relationships end before they can get started. Sanchez was raised in New Orleans, so it follows that influences of that city would emerge in the rocking "Louisiana Lowdown and Blue," which conjures images of surviving a drunken binge and trying to put it all behind him. Then in more tender moments, Sanchez sings about passing on family history before family members die in "Tell You a Story."
This album has Sanchez's elastic tenor vocals winding around his acoustic guitar, though there's a smattering of lead guitar, harmonica and a lovely instrumental ("Carl Calls Kristie") that features Sanchez's lead acoustic guitar over a backdrop of rhythm guitar, piano and snare drums.
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