It's been a while since I heard a completely solo singer / player / songwriter CD like this one. Melissa Ferrick sings like a well-trained actress (and sometimes whistles), completely filling up the milieu with urgency, seduction, reflection, lament, and some pretty damn good guitar playing (and soundbox thumping). Primarily blending Janis Ian with Melanie Safka and a bit of Tracy Chapman, she oscillates between the demons and angels of self-integrity and the need to meld, each tune addressing the difficulties of relationships and longing versus individuality.
Ferrick has appeared on a number of records over the past decade and a half and has finally, at the urging of friends and fellow musicians, put out a solo acoustic album...and not a moment too soon. Not a cut is wasted, and the listener hears the old anger of a Dylan along with the scowling of Baez's Diamonds & Rust period pushed into the impatience of Melanie and dubiety of Ian, though there's a good deal of Ethridge's hard-edged one-two punch delicery as well. The recording is excellent, capturing every atom of longing, frailty, and disappointment reaching out from heart, soul, and nerve while transcending the decades (60s, 70s, 80s, etc.) informing it, proving that this kind of work, when done just right, ignores the boundaries of days and speaks timelessly.
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