One time Snow Patrol collaborator LIssie ups sticks and moves to the American mid west on her panoramic third album. Read TEN's review here
After doing the West coast pop thing, Elisabeth Corrin Maurus has upped sticks and left her adopted home of Hollywood to move to her own 10-acre ranch in Iowa, her own “field of dreams”.
Don’t fence me, indeed. My Wild West is dustier and duskier than her first two offerings. She’s cutting ties and dealing with recent family losses, including the death of her aunt and her new life is reflected in sweeping, panoramic songs.
Lissie can sound like less intriguing Lana Del Rey but her killer voice sounds as burnished and as old as the hills she evokes on My Wild West. Produced by Bill Reynolds of Band of Horses, what might seem an album of tasteful country rock on first listen reveals its true grit gradually.
Don’t You Give Up On Me is a cruising heartland rock-out with a spellbinding guitar break; Shroud trembles on the brink like the Pixies’ Where is My Mind; Stay prowls about with minimal strummed electric guitar and sparse percussion; and on album stand out, Daughters she delivers a thunderous and rousing declaration of sisterhood.
Lissie sounds vital, vibrant and renewed.
Alan Corr
