Caitlin Rose releases her highly anticipated debut album Own Side Now on 9th August.The Nashville born singer appeared amidst a whirlwind of praise at the start of the year with her stunning first offering, the critically acclaimed â€˜Dead Flowersâ€™ EP.
Hailed as a new artist to watch this year, Independent on Sunday judiciously deemed her â€œthe most exciting act in Nashville right nowâ€.
Having recorded radio sessions for the likes of Lauren Laverne, Steve Lamacq, Robert Elms and sessions lined up for Marc Riley and Bob Harris, Caitlin does not disappoint with her first full length outing.
Own Side Now is sheer perfection, drawing further on her love for the female greats such as Linda Ronstadt and Stevie Nicks (Fleetwood Macâ€™s â€˜Thatâ€™s Alrightâ€™ gets a delightful airing here) as well as those from a pure country lineage such as Patsy Cline, and firmly places her in the same league.
â€˜Dead Flowersâ€™ showed the budding of a ripe talent, but this time around she has a seriously talented full band to assist in elevating Own Side Now into a different class.
Although steeped in the country tradition, Caitlinâ€™s music is not constrained by that heritage.
Her confessional style and wry observations place her very much in the 21st Century, but it is her heart rending honesty, lyrical prowess and her dextrous delivery of said lyrics that sets her apart from her peers.
Nothing shows this better than one of the albums many highlights, first single â€˜For the Rabbitsâ€™; an epic saccharine-free, strings soaked (arranged by Jordan Lehning) ballad depicting a fractured relationship where she laments â€œWhy is your love like rubber, he said / Or gum stuck under my shoe? / Leaving it there to avoid the risk of / Making a mess out of youâ€.
Even more remarkable when you realise it was written when Caitlin was sixteen years of age.
Produced by Mark Nevers (Lambchop, Will Oldham & Andrew Bird) at the Beech House in Nashville, Own Side Now slinkily slides between the country pop numbers like â€˜Spare Meâ€™ to the pedal steel fuelled absorption of â€˜Things Changeâ€™.
The restraint from all players on this track is astounding with Caitlin ringing the changes with a vocal performance that belies her tender years, hitting the listener square in the guts and leaving one gasping for breath – â€œNo I never wore your wedding ring/ I regret I never could/ Never mothered your child or seen you/ In its smileâ€.
Title track â€˜Own Sideâ€™ displays a simpler approach, mirroring Caitlinâ€™s wish that â€œsimple songs needing simple soundsâ€ and the avoidance of â€œBroadway bullshitâ€.
From its humble acoustic openings it morphs into a majestic soulful gem, with wonderful fragments of tear jerking backing vocals interspersed with a subtle blend of piano and pedal steel. â€œIâ€™m on my own side nowâ€¦ Who’s gonna take me home? / Cause I don’t wanna go it alone / Who’s gonna want me when / I’m just somewhere you’ve been?â€ Everyone, it would seem, after hearing this particular tune.
As somewhat of a little appendage to the â€˜Dead Flowersâ€™ EP, we are handed a mid album gift in the shape of â€˜New York Cityâ€™ â€“ displaying her joyful wit alongside honky tonk vibes and Shangri-la flourishes, this tale of outsider-in-sprawling-metropolis is another winner, especially when Caitlin stretches and hovers â€œThere was acid rain that stained my jeans/Made ’em go from blue to green/ Made me look just like some kind of/ acid washed up movie queenâ€.
â€˜Shanghai Cigarettesâ€™ with Rayland Baxter on shared vocals serves as another fine example amongst many, with fuzzed out lead guitar and Caitlin riding a swinging rhythm, it sounds like it would happily sit on a Flying Burrito Brothers record.
As we move into the sunset of this glorious debut we are given another taste of her musical gifts in the shape of â€˜Sinful Wishing Wellâ€™. With a smattering a minimal percussion and piano, she evokes the following â€œThough I don’t know when I’ll hit the bottom/ I’ve been falling for so long that I can’t tell/ I know that you’ll never hear me calling/ From the bottom of my sinful wishing wellâ€. Yet Caitlin never ever pleads for sympathy or affects whimsy.
She simply pours out her soul pure and unadulterated.
Thereâ€™s no doubt that Caitlin Roseâ€™s talent is diverse and on the strength of Own Side Now, itâ€™s not just Taylor Swift who should be picking up all the awards in Nashville.
She seems to be singlehandedly breathing new life into a long tradition of American music.
Having played across the US with the likes of Phosphorescent, Bill Callahan, J. Tillman, Akron Family and Cortney Tidwell, Caitlin Rose played a string of wonderful UK shows last month. Once heard, never forgotten.
They used to call it star quality. What do we call it now that our markers are so skewed?