Album Review: Sarah Mary Chadwick - Roses Always Die

Goddamn it's a dreary, cold world we live in and, like Barry Allen is the source of the speed force, Sarah Mary Chadwick could be the source of desolation, pain and despair.

Having quietly emerged on the indie scene with the very excellent 2012 debut Eating For Two, her latest record has the same trademark grim and monotonous sound; guitar or organ and reverbed vocals, it's minimalism incarnate. There is again a grim determination that is part of the reluctant appeal of these songs, but, although it's doom and gloom most of the time, there is the occasional silver lining and glimmer of hope.