Rufus Wainwright's back catalogue is fascinating and wonderful to us, but occasionally it suffers from over-egged pudding, aimless production and that voice: the one that often jars more than soothes, despite its technical agility. Well his sixth studio album, All Days Are Nights: Songs For Lulu, is perhaps his most stunning, focussed and refined work yet.
Compiled entirely of song-and-voice lieder/chansons, it works as a sumptuous and melancholy song cycle - a meditation on death, love, sisterhood, freedom etc. That is a wanky sentence, but it's entirely justified because the album is perfectly wrought, glitteringly dark and imaginative despite the extremely simple production and concept. As with many things of brilliance, it's something you'll either worship or despise so we won't go on about it forever, we're unlikely to change your mind. We will, however, leave you with some rather good videos explaining just what the album's all about and why it is like a sorbet!
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