Shannon Wright embodies the rough soul of Love and Loneliness in Her Songs. She lets You ask Your-self how is that possible. Beside being technically skilled (featuring here Christina Files playing drums, from beloved Swirlies and Mary Timony), She is spiritually too: - an energy coming out from entrails, mixed to a raw sadness, an higher passion, not missing to burn through Her strong moving voice. From acoustic sad-core song-writing of former Flight Safety (1999) and Maps of tacit (2ooo), with Dyed in the Wool (2oo1) and now Over the sun, She shows new ways to give flesh and sound to that her own strange aggression/rage She cradles inside since years. She captures this spirit by touching electric guitar (key instrument in this new album), rough of distortion and feedback, - or else stroking the piano on Throw a blanket over the sun, who becomes suddenly a rough sea calling the storm. The same pain that overflew and screamed through Maps of tacit and Dyed in the Wool, is now focused more on a heart-broken tone, describing each of its fragments and the cause of collapse. The CD opens with a fluted introduction, - but it's a short deception, - because quickly, With closed eyes saturated guitar plays, as well as abrasive You'll be the death, - and then the melancholic nervousness of Plea, together with Birds and Portray, both closing with a pathos at top, beating hard the six strings. - Shannon is pure Inspiration.
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