The new Martha Wainwright album is out: I know you're married but I've got feelings too.I bought it today on Amazon. You can too if you like here. I don't have a fully formed opinion about it yet other than I'm very excited to hear it in its entirety.
However, she's been playing the songs live now for a good few months and I managed to catch a couple of her gigs: once at last year's Glastonbury (a welcome relief from the tedium and the mud); and once at a free gig at the South Bank centre.
One particular song I love is The George Song, written about an ex who killed himself. It's dark haunting and beautiful and whenever I've heard it, it's just her and her guitar. Perfect.
On the album it is dreadful.Dreadful.
I'm really not pleased. It's got a hideous backing track and it's the wrong bleedin rhythm almost jolly and dancy. No NO No NO NO NO NO NO NO NO. No.
This has upset me. And the only live version I can find is a dodgy youtube mobile phone video. I normally despise people for mobile videoing during a gig. But just this once I'm glad. All I'm hoping is that she releases a live album because I don't know whether I can cope with this watered down dance remix.
Listen to the most of the tracks on her myspace.
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