For All Time
opens with a swish lover-man theme flecked with Clavinet, brass, woodwinds, and
Jessica Childress
' breathy vocal. Over the course of
Andrew Cohen
's sixth
Mayer Hawthorne
album, multiple variations on that intro bubble up as brief interludes, conceivably serving a second purpose for
Hawthorne
shows -- breaks for
Cohen
to switch outfits or maybe wheel out a mobile wine cellar. Although the peacocking could come off as histrionic, it befits an album exhibiting easy confidence and fully satisfied romantic indulgence. It also helps that
, despite having leveled up with outside writing and production for
Doja Cat
,
Jordan Ward
, and
Chika
, still doesn't present
as too-serious a character. Typifying the man's innate aptitude for applying a little self-deprecation to his debonair persona, "The Pool," a spangled psych-soul fantasy, carries a cautionary line about the dangers of being fair-skinned in blistering sunlight. Other than that escapist highlight,
glows with real-life conviction offered with subtle winks that somehow don't make a listener doubt
's sincerity. The wedding playlist-bound title song from a lyrical standpoint is simple love balladry, but it's elevated by a nuanced lead from
that communicates delight, relief, and gratitude. Brighter and even more effective are the relaxed disco throwback "On the Floor" (quoting and name-checking
Shalamar
over a melodic
Blu DeTiger
bassline), the churning ballad "Deeper Vibration," and the future lowrider oldie "Tell Me," along with the funkier slink of the
Jesse Boykins III
collaboration "Physical Touch" ("Send me that pin, I'm on the way/Get the job done like
Big Daddy Kane
"). Overall, there's more sonic likeness to the first
LP,
A Strange Arrangement
, than there is to any of the relatively polished and varied four that followed it.
as usual is the primary musician, playing an average of six instruments per song -- the basics to glockenspiel and Mellotron -- and produces with some help from
Rodaidh McDonald
Imad Royal
Michael Brun
. A fleet bonus cover of
the Edge of Daybreak
's 1979 dancefloor soul obscurity "Eyes of Love" is an inspired finishing touch, not something
could have pulled off with as much vocal and multi-instrumentalist skill back in 2009. Take that to the bank. ~ Andy Kellman