It’s been a while since one of my album round-ups, that’s for sure. Lots to share, but finding that the last few days have been long trawls of Tiny Desks and I’m so happy with it. I wrote about some of my faves a while back, and it really is the gift that keeps giving.
My love for Camp Cope is no secret, loudly and heartily. Lots of time for these excellent women and so pleased they’re killing it on a worldwide scale. The Opener continues to rile me up and get me moving with just a heartbeat of those first base lines and this is a brilliant little set.
And Julia Byrne, oh lordy. I listened to her non-stop for a week in Copenhagen, working on some especially tough writing projects and it was the exact right balance of softness and depth. Her voice is really something else in this, and her way with words is quiet and powerful. The way she moves her wrist and closes her eyes, giving everything to those feelings - what a stunning artist she is.
John Prine you guys, JOHN PRINE. We missed him at a small bar in Northern California by a day, and it seems I’ll miss him here in Australia in a few months without an Adelaide leg of the tour. He’s a legend, an absolute marvel and I’d love nothing more than to hear him live just once. This will have to do, as it stands.
Hurray for the Riff Raff have been punching me in the guts with amazing since I first heard hem not long after I left New Orleans in 2012, and then saw them in Sydney a couple of years later. This set is, as ever, full to the brim with passion, talent, intensity, commitment, integrity, and feeling.