Attention! This concert has been moved to Huis 23 (next to AB café).

John Murry didn't always have it easy. But he sings about it oh so beautifully. For those who were/are also mad about, say, Elliott Smith!?

Mister Murry comes from Tupelo, Mississippi and is a not so distant relative of the great American writer William Faulkner (please attempt his Sanctuary/Requiem For A Nun again, preferably in the Signet Giant edition with the Avati-cover.) Young John has already ordered and paid for his grave aside that of his illustrious forefather. But that's for later.

John Murry's first sign of musical life was, in 2006, the murder ballad CD 'World Without End' (together with Bob Frank) about which Rolling Stone apparently wrote: 'all bullets, blades and guilt without end".

Here and now he arrives with 'The Graceless Age' - his debut CD on De Konkurrent (under the watchful eye of Chuck Prophet) – and, so to hear, it is very beautifully worded and rather distinctly haunted throughout by his 'personal demons'. Britain's Uncut already spoke of ’almost symphonic emotional turmoil’ in that regard.

‘The Graceless Age’ was mainly recorded in San Francisco, by Murry and the late Tim Mooney of the American Music Club, 'and his songs deal with the harsh truths of love, life and loss. His battle with addiction is memorably highlighted in the epic “Little Coloured Balloons”, recalling an overdose where he was clinically dead for several minutes.'

Survivor lyricism, beauty from sorrow.