Emma Russack
Emma Russack's lyrics take on a wryly nostalgic bent for her second album. Sometimes pining for a simpler time (Get Back) or proffering wistful melancholia that mirrors the tyranny of distance to love (Cairns); even the brooding rhythms that burst forth on Scented Candles offer a riposte to the inexplicable allure to the wax objects in the local supermarket. Russack's husky vocals scratch that interminable itch of real life, able to encapsulate widely accessible personal dilemmas in the realm of acutely specific narratives, all murmured with an inquisitive, attractively laconic air.
