Second solo outing from Balmorhea violinist/singer-songwriter
In the notes that accompany this album, the Texasborn, Massachusettsbased violinist suggests that the songs are an attempt to capture fluctuating emotions. Her mother had died, but she had also found love. Musically, she’s equally diverse. Mostly, there is the voice, a swooping instrument that swirls and eddies beneath sparse folk rhythms. The grief-soaked “Must Be A Way” is almost a country-strum, but the emotion is carried by the swelling strings. “We Were Worn” carries a note of ghostly resilience, and melodic echoes of Magazine’s “You never Knew Me”.