Claude Cambed's "A Nice Afternoon in The Colony", is a work of enigmatic music, traveling at the speed of sound. The self titled tune itself, offers an amazing array of progressive Pop Rock cerebral content unlike any other

"Peace Today" begins the festivities right out of the gate, with a multi-layered triple harmony via Beatles era-Abbey Road, co-mingled with a fine percussive groove in the pocket

It becomes apparent to us that, Mr. Cambed has a unique ability to deliver a wealth of imaginative compositions, with full diversity at will

Claude is an artist that one cannot label to any extent. Even the arrangements & production have trace echos of Mr. Cambed's root inspirations ; Yet he's completely original in his audio-explorations sublimely

In "Wrong Address-(part 2) , we're treated to a sonic slice of Beatles era-White album ; Almost irreverently, Claude's music in a positive manner, seems as if to have the innate character of seamless talent, in any direction that he chooses to focus upon

"Rock Oil Men" is yet another example of Claude Cambed's idiosyncrasy, somewhat reminiscent of Beatles era-{Yellow Submarine's}-[Hey Bulldog]

In other words, Mr. Cambed's stylism is a plethora of well done musical homework, that transcends the work in a cathartic explosion of creativity & taste ; Some of the flavors are a phantasmagoric trip to consume into the senses

"The Other Side Of Mars" is a telling shadow of Sid Barrett era-early Pink Floyd ; Whereas "Apple" for instance, conjures up audio-reflections of "Magical Mystery Tour"-Beatles

In "Lost My Baby Child-(part 2) , another wave of chromatically pleasing chord configurations, leads one to ponder a song that to a certain degree" has a "Sgt. Pepper" like quality to it

In summation, the body of sound paintings that Claude Cambed brews up, is a mystical master-mix of creativity unleashed upon the audiophile's ear ; As to astound the mediocre efforts of others who care only to sample compositions, to imitate, or to bring spoken word over the music

All of this banter however, has nothing to do with "A Nice Afternoon In The Colony"

Perhaps a Ray Davies could see the kink in the presentation. Perhaps the more bold should simply sample the sonic-atmosphere of Claude Cambed's work. It can only enrich the experience & baffle the uninitiated