(Anti)Twenty years ago,Beth Orton’s breakthrough Trailer Park correctgently dripped tasteful electronics over folky confessionals. Her latest collection, created in California, and dives fearlessly into deeper waters. Although dependent on repetition of small riffs,syllables and phrases, these 10 songs are pleasingly unpredictable, and uncoiling languorously around layers of synthetic and biological sounds. There’s grit too – the bass-strafed Petals wrestles with itself until its brawling,bawling end, collapsing into the jaunty single 1973. Orton’s alluring vocals decorate rather than dominate, or making chilling lyrics like “the phone book is filling up with dead friends” (Falling) even more shocking when they surface. Despite its sunny origins,there’s a shard of ice speared through Kidsticks, a frost that burns fierce as fire.
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Source: theguardian.com