There's an old adage that if you love something, let it go, if it comes
back then it's yours. For Nicholas Marshall and his latest musical quest this
understanding is a deep one. His project Sabertooth stemmed from a farewell-to-all-that endeavor to write and record a final record and wave goodbye to the dream of life as a musician of the serious variety. That's not to say that Sabertooth's album "Old Days And The Island" isn't serious
business, with its heady, breathy vocals and poignant lyrics it isn't the type of record that you simply put on and forget it's playing. Each song is intense and yet gentle, conjuring up an aural landscape containing a longing and a need, similar to a memory that arrives without warning on
a rainy afternoon. There is a devastating and melancholic magnetism to Sabertooths sound, a rare depth that is refreshingly seductive and powerful when held up against the intentionally ironic and overly clever
slickness of current indie pop music. Marshall might have tossed the idea of
a musical triumph out like an unwanted pet, but like the fabled cat, what he shut out came right back.