There are haunting choruses, dizzy throat scratchings and a thin mist of breath accompanying the first word of every second or so, line. Triggered by pain and loss, it is not surprising how grounded the lyrics are and how naturally raw meets sophisticated upon construction of vocal and instrumental melodies. How the repetitions of several melodic moments progressively accumulate and nail themselves on top of each other onto a wall. Only then intensity decreases and she feels disengaged, stronger.
With a sound more mature and cleverer than ever, Sharon Van Etten’s production and song writing definitely displays autobiographical evidence both by narrating life events and delivering a composition of high calibre.