By People Staff
May 09, 1983 12:00 PM

Charly McClain

This album displays two examples of the worst kind of Nashville excess. One is the tune Meet You in the Middle of the Bed, a reach for a clever phrase if ever there was one. Then there’s Paradise Tonight, one of those duets where two people (McClain and Mickey Gilley in this case) sing about what great kissers they are. What a comparison between those tracks and A Matter of Time and The Best That Never Was, in which McClain sings quietly and affectingly, backed most of the time only by an acoustic guitar, piano and/or fiddle. In those moments, McClain’s eighth album does indeed reach up to musical heaven, but too much of the time it seems stranded somewhere around Paducah.

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