OK, so maybe there are no saints. But
Siobhan Wilson sounds like an angel on
There Are No Saints, and if we have an angel, maybe we can do without the saints. On this album, her second, offers moments of beauty with contrasting storm clouds and heartbreak. Wilson's clear vocals are presented in a variety of settings, from spare folk arrangements to piano ballads to J&MC fuzz and distortion. And while the listener could be forgiven being seduced by the aural delights to the exclusion of all else, it is a mistake to ignore the lyrics. This is heart-on-the-sleeve stuff with self-awareness and a refreshing lack of self-pity. Residing in Glasgow, Wilson also has spent considerable time in Paris, and sings in French on two track, including the lovely "Paris Est Blanche" below.
There Are No Saints is an album of charm, passion and craft, and it will become your late night favorite before retiring with a smile on your face. It is out now via Song By Toad Records. See the Bandcamp link below.
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