The Norwich Siren.
Ulysses knew it, there are voices that capture your soul and never give it back, voices that make you lose restraints and inhibitions. It's difficult to resist Beth Orton, her voice has something chemical in the notes, it's like a gentle and imperceptible current that unknowingly leads you adrift.
After enchanting the whole dancefloor world and becoming the muse of brothers Ed and Tom (Chemical Brothers), the slender Beth, upon reaching her third album, delights us once again with a mix of tender folk wonderfully accompanied by slight electronic experiments.
The transition to EMI had scared everyone a bit, convinced that the queen of the underground, coming out in the open, would lose her magnetic force,
but after carefully choosing her travel companions (Ryan Adams, William Orbit, Ben Watt), Beth is still there on her rock, enchanting us like the first time we allowed her free access to our deepest emotions.
"Sometimes, sometimes, I see much more than is good for me" already with "Paris Train," the first track, Beth begins to vibrate at levels difficult to channel, we seek an escape from such grace, but she is already there calling us "Save my soul I'll save some for you...", with "Concrete Sky" we start to give in, to go adrift.
Among rhythms that alternate between hints of breakbeat and folk sufferings, Beth begins to take us by the hand, we will no longer decide where to go, she will guide us through the saddest and most tormented paths ("This One's Gonna Bruise") and the morning walks ("Thinkin' About Tomorrow").
Our journey ends and we are amazed that she is still there, next to us, she never left us alone along the way.
At that point, we understand that we will never abandon our siren.
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