timeless californian folk noir with skeletal jazz – this quietly affecting, deceptively spare record is elegant & flawless.
when an artist joins the basin rock roster, it’s an automatic seal of approval for us – the vetting process is obviously rigorous!! clearing the lo-fi haze of her previous work, the los angeles-based songwriter’s third album reveals astral americana hymns that hover somewhere between the dirt & the stars. perfectly judged saxophone shading with delicate string & electronic embellishments complement & keep focus on the clarity of the guitar & her alluring voice, which is almost carried on a gentle sea breeze from a different time.
combining airy folk with haunting soundscapes, the album takes us on an auditory voyage from sonorous lullabies, to dreamy ambience, skeletal jazz, 1930s torch songs & 1940s film noir. ‘metal bird’ has a distinct, genuine tone, with orchestral arrangements, ambient hallucinations & high fidelity vocals that are unafraid to be heard loud & clear.
“‘metal bird’ feels blissfully unmoored from any sense of time and space, its astral americana hymns hovering somewhere between the dirt and the stars, between a bygone golden age and our tense present, between raw intimacy and dreamlike splendour” – pitchfork.
for fans of: beth gibbons / josephine foster / hurray for the riff raff / maple glider / indigo sparke / cassandra jenkins / julie byrne
Eve Adams offers solace within life's shadows. Un-numbing senses with anthems of surrender and tender-hearted tales that tingle with Californian folk-noir, her album Metal Bird takes flight with the turbulence and romance of Hollywood’s golden age, and meditates on the mysteries of love, death, insecurity and loneliness.
Like a match struck in a cobwebbed attic, Adams voice is a fiery detective, unafraid to explore the unseen; the liminal spaces between mourning and rapture, between the coldness of a corpse and the heat of cremation. Imagery of flight and the denial of gravity floats slyly through the ten songs on Metal Bird by the California-born musician and hints at the experience of being caught in purgatory, like a passenger on a plane ride from Hell to Heaven.
Combining airy folk with haunting soundscapes the album takes listeners on an auditory voyage from sonorous lullabies, to dreamy ambience, skeletal jazz, 1930s torch songs and 1940s film noir. Metal Bird has a distinct, genuine tone, with orchestral arrangements, ambient hallucinations and high fidelity vocals that are unafraid to be heard loud and clear.
For those who are hopelessly enamoured with a by-gone time, there is solace in these songs and sounds. Flickering back and forth between dread and hope, the unrelenting march towards a spiritual transformation and the realization that each of us are driven by our own dreams and as much as we want to hold it in our hands, often it is intangible. The sublime remains elusive, existing somewhere in the heart, and it sounds like Eve Adams knows this best.
- Blues Look the Same
- You're Not Wrong
- A Walk in the Park
- Metal Bird
- The Dying Light
- Woman on Your Mind
- La Ronde
- My Only Dream