on 1 June 2006
The title is all you need and the cover art work sets it up. Never mind what Frances McKee has done in the past - ex- The Vaselnes, Painkillers and Suckle - this music, heart-rending yet playful; downbeat yet visceral in it's lyric - is very much of the moment. As ears lean again towards singer songwriters most of whom have little to offer other than emulation, Ms Mckee provides us with at times a fragile yet compelling voice and words which have a deep, lasting narrative - this is her strength and the music just gets better and better the more you listen to it.
on 21 February 2009
Hipster Yoga Wench Frances McKee, with that omnipresent musical itch o' hers, has served up a tantalising album of lugubrious gothic folk, jittery Prozac moodiness and acoustic dirgery.
The album is a captivating trek through complex emotional longings, misty memories and deep dark dingy alleyways of the soul. Read: very moving and McKee's BEST WORK.
Highlights include the spine-chilling "The Country Song" and the wistful "Childish Memories" and lowlights tend to fall towards the latter part of the album, when the music becomes too dirgeful and loses some of its originality.
If you liked PJ Harvey's "White Chalk" then you'll adore this. McKee has reinvented herself as the lovechild of Mary Timony, Susanne Vega & Vashti Bunyan. She also cuts a fine rendition of Leonard Cohen's "You Know Who I Am" (the wench has taste!)
Get it. It's cheap now. You have no excuse.