New York songstress is no folkie, unless you consider Red House
Painters or Mark Eitzel coffee shop fodder, which I don't. Marcus
is cut from the same dark-blue bolt of cloth as those spinners of
ennui, presenting solemn, quiet acoustic numbers that are comfortable
sprawling long past the length of a typical folk song.
piano chords open the the CD's centerpiece, "Hairdresser in
Taos," keeping time beneath Marcus's Patty Smith-meets-Lisa
Germano vocals, until the rest of the players enter in strict waltz
time. She tells us about her eyes burning with red hair dye, running
away, leaving him her only copy of Blonde on Blonde, confessing
'Lord if only I could find a road, I'd take it.' From there
it builds again for the last third of the 9-plus-minute midnight
Though backed by God
Speed You Black Emporer's Thierry on double bass and Efrim on guitar,
and joined by the occasional drum and horn, it's Marcus who provides
the bulk of the instrumentation -- guitar, piano, harmonium, vibes
and voice. Her music is artful and reflective, poetic, and at the
same time, poised with the assurance of a woman telling her life
story beneath a single-spotlight, in front of an audience transfixed
only by her voice.
Posted Feb. 5,
2004. Copyright © 2004 Tim McMahan. All rights reserved.
music is artful and reflective, poetic..."