Jennifer Logue has the bounce and brightness of the Bangles, often the voice of a Cindy Lauper cutting snappy pop folk country, and the music of Billy Joel blended with a bit of Elvis Costello, Elton John, and the Blondie side of the 80s chart sound. None of that is my cuppa tea, but I recognize when it's being done right, and she's certainly doing that.
Sigh, however, caught my fancy. The repeating guitar line and minor key nature of the song was instantly attractive, as was the more delicate vocal reading, not to mention a subtle arrangement slowly building as the song gained passion. Each section's breakback reintroduced the melody and traced it back up again, a fetching way of rondo-ing the listener into a compact with the singer's sense of loss. Then Incognito followed, another more laid back piece, and convinced me that such is Logue's true calling, the place her deepest sympathies and heart lie (though I'm not nuts about the middle section, too jarring).
Damned returned her to a Greg Kihn-ish vibe with slidey country twangs, so I figured she'd kick up for the remainder of the disc, but Suspiro, the closer, sung in Spanish, faded back to the more beguiling mood of the middle pair of songs, and thus I understood that when this composer takes on her rock side, she sounds like a great many influences, but when she slips back down into the gentler angels of her inclinations, she sounds just like Jennifer Logue.
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