Four or five years ago, I took it on recommendation to check out Neko Case. At that point I wasn’t familiar with any of her musical output, nor her time spent with the New Pornographers, whose name alone put me off to the idea of giving their music a spin. In fact, even after purchasing Case’s most recent CD at the time, Blacklisted, I was left scratching my head. It crossed genres to create an echoey, haunted, bleak universe; a fragile, still world who’s only warmth was fed by Case’s booming voice, which I do believe can melt ice and break down doors due to it’s sheer force. Yet, after repeated listens, I couldn’t get the math...
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