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josephine foster

Domestic Sphere

CD - £11.99 | Buy
For her austere new solo album, Domestic Sphere, Josephine Foster performs solely with her electric guitar and then subverts the usual range of her voice to emb...
josephine foster

Godmother

lp + download - £19.99 | Buy
A beautifully observed baroque masterpiece, part dream pop, part futuristic psych-folk with ambient synths and Josephine Foster’s plaintive guitar.
josephine foster

Blood Rushing (10th anniversary reissue)

cd - £7.99 | Buy
Tenth anniversary reissue of Josephine Foster’s lauded ninth album ‘Blood Rushing’.
josephine foster

Graphic as a Star (rsd 21)

Record Store Day 2021 - LP + download (1000 only) - £19.99 | Buy
First time on vinyl for 10 years .
I’m a Dreamer (2020 reissue)
  1. Sugarpie I'm not the Same
  2. No One's Calling Your Name
  3. My Wandering Heart
  4. I'm a Dreamer
  5. Amuse a Muse
  6. Blue Roses
  7. Pretty Please
  8. Magenta
  9. This is Where the Dreams Head, Maude
  10. Cabin in the Sky

josephine foster

I’m a Dreamer (2020 reissue)

fire records
  • lp + download

    Released: 31st Jan 2020

    £14.99
    out of stock

I’m A Dreamer from Josephine Foster’s album ‘I’m A Dreamer’ is on the great new Netflix show ‘End Of The F**cking World’.

They play the whole song in a key scene. - so there is renewed interest in the track/album. LP price now dropped to £7.99. “Exquisite” The Observer ★★★★ // “Her most orthodox album, perhaps, and by some distance her best” Uncut ★★★★ // Dreamers have dreamt for as long as domes have fallen, bobbing musical swells from Stephen Foster to the Everlys. Now here comes that beautiful dreamer Josephine and, sugarpie, she’s not the same. She has donned her magenta vestiments, dreaming back, with mossy verses that haunt like a name never called. It’s not just Jo and her shadow, though, this time around—she’s got a gaggle of Nashville cats on hand to coax spidery cathedrals from these campfire jams. Folks will want to call this her Harvest—with its harp and pedal steel, its double bass and cascading piano. And it’s true, I’m a Dreamer beckons with a gentle hand, each note clear and crisp so that one feels each grain. Amid such delicate charms, however, lurk muses with rotting flesh, ugly ducklings and Djuna Barnes, wooden floors upon which no babies will be rocked. Wily is the heart that wanders filled with duende and desire, that rides the thigh like a parlor guitar when a strap just isn’t handy. These are songs comfortably at home in salon or saloon, dreams deep enough to bury your dread--as sorrowful, as sexy, as stirring a set of songs as anybody’s dreamt up in ages.