I've been playing the new Sam Phillips non-stop over the last few days... it's really lovely. It's one of those records that grows more beautiful each time you take a listen. She has a wonderful gift of creating images that feel old-timey and mysterious, but the sentiments are timeless and real. I like that it rocks a bit more than the previous two, mostly due to Jay Bellrose's drumming and the muted, fuzzy guitars - and I'm really loving the gypsy rhythms on Sister Rosetta and Shake it Down. But what resonates with me is the voice of someone who is burning down the old and writing a new song for her life, once again. She produced this one herself for the first time, and while T. Bone Burnett was - and is - wonderful, she has her own gifts, and is uniquely magical all on her own.
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