[a]Kristin Hersh[/a] confounds preconceptions with an artful return to the light-headed viscera with which she and [a]Throwing Muses[/a] never quite succeeded in taking over the world.

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Hersh, Kristin : Echo

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Hersh, Kristin : Echo

After forswearing rock noise for more traditionally contemplative acoustic contexts in her solo work thus far, [a]Kristin Hersh[/a] confounds preconceptions with an artful return to the light-headed viscera with which she and [a]Throwing Muses[/a] never quite succeeded in taking over the world. ‘Twas the world’s loss, of course, and ‘Echo’ is a poised, near perfect blast of black widow pop, curling up from its playful organ intro and plunging

into

a full-on emotional spit-bath. [I]”I’m loving everybody”[/I], seethes the mighty K, [I]”and hating everyone I see”[/I]. Few, if any, voices of her generation can muster such elemental force, nor repeatedly plunge into the waters of self-analysis without irritating the hell out of unconcerned onlookers, proof that angst need not necessarily be agony. [I]”I’m scaring everybody/I’m

wearing

everybody down…” [/I]She’s a treasure, pure and simple, and as such the hardly essential B-side covers of Nirvana‘s ‘Pennyroyal Tea’ and The Beatles‘Everybody’s Got Something To Hide Except For Me And My Monkey’ are an excusable exercise in ‘fun’.

JAMES OLDHAM