
Voyageur By: Kathleen Edwards
Voyageur
By: Kathleen Edwards
Her songs have generally been outside herself, but Kathleen Edwards isn’t
writing about other people anymore. She’s writing about herself. Voyageur
is the Canadian alt-folkie’s most personal work, a 10-song musical catharsis
after the tumultuous end of a five-year marriage. For all the doubt,
soul-searching and heart-shattering sadness, though, it’s off to a surprisingly
carefree start: "I’m moving to America," she asserts – following it with the
punch line: "It’s an empty threat." Her wingman/new boyfriend, Bon Iver’s
Justin Vernon, adds just enough of his trademark soft-rock euphoria to shake up
Edwards’ girl-with-guitar sound. Plainspoken and brutally honest, the words,
however, are all Edwards – regrettably recalling her wedding day (dire "Pink
Champagne"), seeking solace (sprawling beauty "A Soft Place to Land") and
rebounding on the redemptive rocker "Change the Sheets." Her fragile drawl
whirls into a mesmerizing dream that’s really more of a nightmare on the
hauntingly solemn "House Full of Empty Rooms," a standout so in touch with its
feelings of uncertainty and isolation that it could’ve only been written in the
midst of her own hell. She picks herself back up on ’90s-esque "Sidecar," a
buzzy breather that’s uniquely hopeful and upbeat. Simple and direct, working
in context of the rest of the downer album with that ditty, is all Edwards
needs to be. That straightforward voice, in every sense, is what makes Voyageur
an insightful and fulfilling journey.
Joyful Noise soundtrack
God and Glee walk into a recording
studio and... no, it’s not a joke. It’s Joyful Noise, the churchy musical
that’s about as campy as pitching a tent. Speaking of tents, it stars Dolly
Parton, a good enough reason to invest in this gospel lovers’ gay dream come
true. The other? Queen Latifah, turning a soulful, if short, take on "Signed,
Sealed, Delivered" during the otherwise hilariously cornball mash-up "Higher
Medley" that also replaces Usher’s sexisms with call-outs to the Father.
Together, the divas vocally throw down on the uplifting love-is-all "Not
Enough," a choir-lifted whopper that wouldn’t sound out of place in a Sister
Act movie. To cover its bases, like the country crowd that Parton pulls,
the legend does "From Here to the Moon and Back," a stripped-down orchestral
charmer, with Kris Kristofferson. It’s a fine song that’s basically a more
subdued "I Will Always Love You." On "In Love," Kirk Franklin preaches to the
choir, literally, and Latifah’s "Fix Me Jesus" is one of her most understated
performances ever. The rest just feels like Glee in God’s house: bombast
nearly butchers the end of "Maybe I’m Amazed" and Nickelodeon star Keke Palmer
does a decent but forgettable job with her Disney-fed rendition of "Man in the
Mirror." The music from Joyful Noise isn’t nearly as sinfully bad as the
movie is said to be. What does that mean? You can listen and not go to
confession the next day.
Also Out
Feel the Sound
By: Imperial Teen
Such a breezy listen that it goes down too
easy, the 16-year-old cult foursome – two of which are queer – pull together
hum-worthy hooks on their first album in five years. Like Scissor Sisters for
rock radio, the co-ed collective from San Francisco leans on chompy guitar
riffs and enough melodic sing-alongs to write a book on the science of sound
(see: 1999’s "Yoo Hoo," used in Jawbreaker). Giddiness rides out
"Runaway," a mindless piece of illuminated pop; the rest follows similarly and
sounds like more beguiling versions of songs by the Shins. The refrain during
the last tune, a musically transcendental highlight, sums up the album best:
"It’s overtaking, it’s overtaking us."
The Lion’s Roar
By: First Aid Kit
Deep-rooted Americana from the depths of...
Sweden? Besides a Stockholm nod, there’s nary a hint that this sibling act are
from Robyn soil, especially when Johanna and Klara’s sophomore CD is back-roads
folk with an affinity for the genre’s legends. Proof: "Emmylou," a hat-tip to
traditional tropes that also features an adorable refrain. And then there are
those voices, instruments that recall the greats in how enchantingly throwback
they are. "To a Poet" works into a mesmerizing chorus that’s pure country
heartbreak, harmonized beautifully in a high-sung lament. Handclaps and horns
round out this gem of an album on the boisterous hootenanny "King of the World"
– and if anyone rules the world this year, let’s hope it’s First Aid Kit.