Karise finds her voice
KARISE Eden has an unforgettable voice.
Even for the few who didn’t tune in for the television singing competition The Voice – me – it’s clear Eden would stand out in any crowd.
After winning the show, what’s next? The plan with these things is always to strike while the iron is hot, to get an album, any album, out as quickly as possible.
My Journey cobbles together seven songs from the show plus some newly recorded covers, her post- show debut single and one of Eden’s own compositions. It’s a little hit and miss.
While some of these song selections worked well for TV and got people voting and buying singles on iTunes, there are also moments that feel uninspired in an album format.
The record starts promisingly with It’s A Man’s World, a perfect showcase of her gutsy, husky vocal talents.
But up next is Amy Winehouse’s classic heartache ballad Back to Black, which comes off wishy- washy, limp and ultimately impossible to compare to the original, with Eden found wanting.
One of the few modern songs Eden tackles is UK X- Factor star Rebecca Ferguson’s Nothing’s Real But Love. While Eden is good at interpreting classic blues ballads, this one shows off her pop abilities nicely.
Fleetwood Mac’s Landslide was the one song I considered skipping over, it’s a favourite and I thought she might butcher it and ruin my day. Shouldn’t have worried.
Eden’s performance is delicate and perfect and she doesn’t fall into the trap of trying too hard, changing it up or stomping on the tune’s style.
If The Voice continues, and the ratings say it will, someone will sing Leonard Cohen’s Hallelujah next season.
And the one after. And the one after that. Eden does a good job of this standard, as her gritty voice fits the mood comfortably.
She’s often compared to Janis Joplin, so it’s no surprise to find Move Over here. It’s a great choice because it’s not the most obvious Joplin tune but also because it’s got some rock ’ n’ roll oomph. A welcome addition to an album that is consistently mid- tempo for the vast majority of its running time.
The two songs that aren’t covers stand out for that very reason – they are fresh and not bogged down by the weight of over- exposure.
The same can’t be said for her covers of Dock of the Bay, The Weight or Hound Dog, all of which are dull.
It’ll never happen, but it would have been fantastic if Eden was allowed to take the time to put out an album of her own material with just a couple of favourite covers.
The danger of a My Journey- style album is her fan base may tire of this well- known set and move on quickly.
KARISE EDEN My Journey
★ ★ ★ ■