He said lady where’s your dark undercoat?
I already wrote about this in August, but I fancied listening to it again as I was on holiday in Scotland at the time and never really gave it a proper listen. Thing is it sounds even better, 5 months down the line.
I still stand by my completely reductionist summing up of her as a female guitar playing Cormac McCarthy possessed by the spirit of Joan Crawford, hey if it ain’t broke.
Wild Tigers I have Known (Eric Satie in a trailer park, you have to hear it to get this remark) and The Demon are still standouts, but other tracks (well all of them really) are getting some heavy rotation in our house, Dagger for example is simply amazing, stripped down Alt country.
She is hard to define, which is good. It is like trying to define the Grateful Dead’s sound, you basically put a string of 10 musical genres in a sentence then put hybrid at the end.
Hidden gem: Dark Undercoat, gloriously dark folk
There will be wise men, singing, bringing you luck
So here I was, on holiday, trying not to think about idiotic stuff connected to music blogging, when I hear a great track. I was in the wonderful Scottish village of Gairloch browsing in the Mountain Book and Coffee-shop when I hear the most wonderful piano based folk song. I hung around to catch some lyrics, which, I hoped, would help me identify the artist. The next track came on and I heard a couplet which instantly stuck; ‘there were ravens above my bed, And they took my newly-wed’. That was such a great line I had to hear more tracks, I did and they were all stunning.
Funnily enough the stand out tracks were the ones I heard while loitering in the coffee-shop pretending to be interested in the self-help books. The Demon is an amazing track, reminds me a little of Kate Bush (no bad thing). Of course Sleeping Dead is great, Goth-Folk maybe (if it didn’t exist before as a genre I am claiming it).
I tried to talk about Emily Jane White today to my wife but her response was to immediately ask what her event was, and if she was a medal prospect. I guess I need to keep my music talk until after the Olympics. Trying to describe this album, imagine a female Cormac McCarthy who can sing and play piano/guitar or maybe Joan Crawford possessed by the spirit of Johnny Cash.
Best track; Wild Tigers I Have Known