Hauntingly magnificent debut album from St Louis songwriter.
Given that she’s pictured on the cover looking like a cowering poltergeist, it’s no surprise that there’s an overtly gothic tinge to Vera Sola’s stunningly chilly debut album. Like a mordant Patsy Cline, Sola specialises in sparse tales of love and loss, augmented throughout by unusual instrumentation (bones, hammers and chains are all employed). The first track, Virgil’s Flowers, possesses a great opening lyric (“These are the flowers that you hate…”), but also an ethereal and understated musicality that sets the tone for the record as a whole. Elsewhere, there are echoes of Leonard Cohen (For) and Johnny Cash (The Colony), but ultimately Sola’s muse remains rooted in the nocturnal. JAMES OLDHAM Listen To: Virgil’s Flowers | By Mothlight | Small Minds