One of the most original and quirky contemporary singer-songwriters around, Nina Nastasia is memorable for her strange, atmospheric lyrics and the sparse but extremely empathatic arrangements of her accompanists. Her style and sound, ably recorded by Steve Albini, whilst unique, reminds me most of the Geraldine Fibbers or Lisa Germano, both of whom I hold in high regard. This album followed
The Blackened Air and it seems that Nina shrank away from the commercial success that greeted that album and had become even more dark and uncompromising on this half-hour sequel. The playing time is short but one feels that maybe three or four times the work has been applied to each of these immaculate vignettes, compared to that of her peers, and will repay repeated listens.
This album was recorded at the Black Box studios in France (possibly the same studios used by Josh Ritter and Gemma Hayes?) and although some overdubbing took place back in New York, the sound appears predominantly live, giving the performances heightened drama and presence. I particularly approve of the fact that each of the eight songs ends, properly. Is it too late to start a campaign to banish the fade-out ending in all but the most extreme cases of artistic necessity, especially on longer items? No-one has mastered the art of the fade since Phil Spector and it has become grossly overused.