Guest review by Matt
is intriguing how different a record sounds depending on certain
outside elements: location, time of day, time of year.
Emily Easterly's sophomore
effort, Cole, is definitely one of these albums. On first
listen on a sunny afternoon it is easy to dismiss it as another
sad folk singer effort. However, drive down any street after midnight,
and Cole comes to life. With its lush arrangements around
Easterly's simple acoustic melodies, the album breaths with comfortable
ease, all the while aware of its uneasiness.
Easerly is not breaking
any new ground on Cole, nor was that ever the plan. In a
voice resembling a one-too-many-cigarette throated Mazzy Star, Easterly
delivers whispered melodies on songs such as "Bad Luck"
and "Tuesday" that invite listeners in. Lyrically, Cole
is mostly concerned about a broken relationship -- a timeless subject
endlessly addressed in rock and roll. Easterly offers no new revelations
as to what makes men and women work, but it is the simple conviction
in how she delivers lines such as, "I got this strange friend
of mine, he makes friendships hard to define," from "Bound
to You" that makes it effective. Clocking in at just less than
30 minutes, Easterly's music does not wear on the listener, but
invites repeated listens. It is with each subsequent listen that
you can hear the forming brilliance of a first-rate songwriter.
Posted Oct. 31,
2003. Copyright © 2003 Tim McMahan. All rights reserved.
is with each subsequent listen that you can hear the forming
brilliance of a first-rate songwriter."
On first listen,
it reminded me a lot of Aimee Mann, though not as catchy,
and without the lyrical punch. Still, a nice rounded effort
by a young, unknown Richmond, Virginia, songwriter.