Album Review: Alela Diane - Alela Diane & Wild Divine (Rough Trade)
Increasing the output on her thriving third studio album
Unlike fellow Nevada City folkies Joanna Newsom and Devendra Banhart, [a]Alela Diane[/a] possesses neither the head-mangling lyrical ambition nor weed-woven whimsy. She has instead spent the best part of a decade spinning uncluttered pastoralism.
Granted, this record is a little hardier than previous material; the drums have got louder, the twangs have got twangier and brief, woody organ flourishes fleck proceedings now and again. It’s [b]‘The Wind’[/b] that marks the album, though – an ode to a murdered friend, it flutters along in a rush of banjo- topped catharsis. [b]‘…Wild Divine’[/b] ain’t [b]‘Kid A’[/b], but it’s hardly musical stagnation.