All The Nice Girls by Phil Tate & The Windjammers – A Witty Spin Through Folk, Jazz, and a Dash of Pop Magic
If you’re the kind of person who thinks folk music is just dudes with beards strumming guitars in coffee shops, All The Nice Girls by Phil Tate & The Windjammers might just flip your script. This UK-born gem from Plexium Records dives headfirst into genres like Folk, World, Country, Pop, and even Jazz—because why pick one when you can have all the flavors on your sonic sundae? Spoiler alert: it works.
Let’s cut to the chase. With tracks like “Delilah” and “Stella By Starlight,” this album doesn’t just whisper sweet nothings—it belts them out with charm and a cheeky wink. These aren’t your run-of-the-mill covers; they feel fresh but still tip their hat to the classics.
Take “Delilah,” for instance. Now, I know what you’re thinking—Tom Jones already owned this song decades ago. But here’s the twist: Phil and his merry band of Windjammers turn it into something smoother than a well-aged whiskey. It’s less about heartbreak and more about leaning back in your chair, smirking at life while sipping tea (or something stronger). You won’t forget this version anytime soon because it feels like hearing an old friend tell a story in a way that makes you laugh and tear up.
Then there’s “Stella By Starlight.” Oh boy, if ever there was a track to make you want to slow dance in your kitchen while pretending you’re in some black-and-white movie, this is it. The jazzy undertones are so smooth they could butter toast, and Phil’s voice adds this warm, lived-in quality that feels like a cozy sweater for your ears. Honestly, I got lost in this one so many times I almost burned my toast. True story.
The rest of the album keeps the vibe rolling with tunes like “Sunny,” which feels like sunshine breaking through clouds after a drizzly British afternoon. And don’t get me started on “Girl Of My Dreams”—it’s the kind of song that makes you wonder if Phil has been secretly reading your diary. Creepy? Maybe. Impressive? Absolutely.
What really ties this whole thing together is how effortlessly Phil Tate & The Windjammers blend these genres. One moment you’re tapping your foot to a jaunty folk tune, and the next you’re swaying to a sultry jazz number. It’s like they threw a musical potluck and invited everyone from Bob Dylan to Ella Fitzgerald.
But here’s the kicker—the album ends not with a bang, but with a gentle nod, leaving you craving more. It’s the musical equivalent of walking away from a great party before it gets awkward. Smart move, Phil.
So, would I recommend All The Nice Girls? Heck yeah. Whether you’re a sucker for nostalgic covers or just need something to brighten your Monday morning commute, this album delivers. Just don’t blame me if you start humming “Stella By Starlight” during your Zoom meetings.
Final thought: If albums were people, this one would be the charming uncle who always brings the best snacks to family gatherings—and somehow knows exactly what you need to hear without being annoying about it. Cheers to that.
