Gavin DeGraw Knows Which Woman Lights His Fire

He's got the reputation as being Mr. Sensitive Man and for his latest, Gavin DeGraw unfurls his tempura watercolors to pay homage to a one of a kind woman who has this habit of violating fire codes with her incandescence. "She Sets The City On Fire" ought to strike a chord for anyone chasing the unattainable Venus De Milo of their deepest fantasies. Guided by a metro snazzy keyboard and enough manufactured drum filler to enable the song to reach a nice cruising altitude, DeGraw muses about this woman and her million cigarette lighter combustibility. He has a dynamite photo lens trained on her so far as his overall evaluation of her temptress leanings are concerned. She's a perfect ten, the epitome of what a man should want from the opposite sex. You ascertain that as this effort progresses the aura of undeniable charm reaches pronounced heights. The keyboards dig their talons in deeper. Gavin's witticisms rise to the task. He at times posits this notion that it's the ghost of a siren he's chasing instead of a flesh and blood attainable beauty. Give him credit for sticking to his loyalties no matter what the outcome turns into in the end. We get a variation on the Woody Allen valentine to New York City as Gavin declares its sun doesn't get much brighter than the comely femme in question. Mr. Allen would wholeheartedly approve of the sentiment. Of course Gavin doesn't wallow in the mire like the noted film director does so this message proves itself to be infinitely more palpable. Gavin's the guy you want to see grab the girl and run for the finish line since he comes off earnest in his songwriting delivery. Plenty to recommend in the hand clap department, particularly after we eclipse the ten second mark. That's when that big sky starts to open up and Gavin's free to wax poetic on how this lady he paints the picture of would be tailor made as a perfect fit for his bed. "She Sets The City On Fire" possesses a very genuine spark that sets bad moods to good in record time. You're not flying over New York City's well-established skyline as much you glide over the higher skyscrapers on Gavin's ever ample wings. In the video we're treated to a grid version of the Big Apple's urban core, not knowing where the next twist is going to take us. I think it's a modern miracle how the processed drum playing doesn't get in the way of Gavin's authentic audio presence. You might say that it borders on the transcendent. Artistically I wouldn't say that any fertile new ground has been broken, but "She Sets The City On Fire" suits the purpose for a well-rounded coffee hour at Starbucks, or quite possibly a coffee shop which is homegrown and not steeped in franchise potential. The fire has been nobly lit, Mr. DeGraw. For that no small amount of pride appears merited.