We had the pleasure of seeing Ms Sproule and her excellent band live a few nights ago, and I highly recommend doing so if you can catch her on the current tour. I'm now also the proud owner of a signed copy of this album and it's quite beautiful.
At one point during the gig, she smiled right at me whilst singing. Her twinkly blue eyes and infectious grin made me feel like I had just opened a big shiny Christmas present! She skips around and dances like no-one's watching even though it's hard to take your eyes off her. As a musician myself, it's rare that someone captivates me so much from the start that I don't even notice the other band members, stage set up or the technical paraphernalia. I found myself lost in her world instantly, embracing her music with love at first chord.
Devon has the vocal gymnastics of a jazz diva and the lyrical dexterity of Joni Mitchell. Her subject matters are heart breaking and warming, ridiculous, hilarious and intensely personal. No holds barred, no area too dangerous to explore it seems. Her lyrics are also delivered in such a way that you are drawn in to her world where you want to pull up a chair and hang out with her. The production is accessible enough for the ears of Sheryl Crow or Amy Mann fans, but still furnishes the intellectual listener with unexpected musical twists and turns. It's delicate and raucous all at once, but never seems to lack the finesse of a well seasoned recording artist.
So just buy this album, it's full of beautiful songs and you will find yourself lost in it and hopefully playing it for years to come. It's a sure to be Americana classic; wholesome and well considered, with just enough sweetness... like the perfect apple pie with ice cream on the side.