Reviewed by Phil Thomson

Singers who have a "ministry" do not necessarily make recording artists. Slovenia-based Timothy might have made it if the songs had been any good, and the producer, one Rick Sandidge, had been willing to take risks, but quite frankly, this is a one-play CD. I can't detect any art, or inventiveness, or spirit in the way it has been put together. Hall's softish, well-meaning voice has no character, no light and shade - probably because the material is too dense to interpret - and, while the arrangements lend a certain presence by competent keyboards, drums, bass and guitar, they are let down by desperately weak songwriting - a jargonistic lexicon crammed with the most awkward syntax in the lyrics and every kind of cliché that ever made it past the click track. If there had even been some anger or passion or believability in the message, it might have held some interest, but this is perfunctory to say the least. Recorded in two studios in Hendersonville, Tennessee, no amount of US gloss can rescue this baffling export to our e-shores. On the product notes themselves, we are not actually told what the South Eastern Europe connection is all about. The whole exercise seems to lack creative conviction. Very, very dull.

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