I heard about this album from this New York Times Playlist:
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www.nytimes.com]
Her website: [
www.dorifreeman.com]
Her record label: [
freedirtrecords.com]
"The purity of Dori Freeman’s voice and the directness of her songwriting reflect not only her Appalachian hometown — Galax, Va. — but also a determined classicism, a rejection of the ways modern country punches itself up for radio and arenas. The sound of her debut album, “Dori Freeman” (Free Dirt), could be decades old. The tracks, produced by Teddy Thompson, lean toward waltzes and understated honky-tonk, modest acoustic guitars and trickles of piano; even the pushiest two songs are country takes on 1960s girl-group pop, with just enough tambourine. Ms. Freeman, 24, also clears her lyrics of contemporary references; she’s after the archetypes of loving and leaving, yearning and, every so often, getting even, as she does in “Fine Fine Fine”: “You swear it was Platonic/Do you think I’m that moronic?” But she’s not entirely old-fashioned. The quaver she applies to the chorus in “Tell Me” hints at Morrissey, and “Ain’t Nobody” — with her voice backed only by finger snaps — finds common cause among exploited workers from mines to prisons to factories to plantations."
"Dori Freeman's album is the kind of country-folk record that hits you like a train: stunningly gorgeous, lyrically rich and so thoughtfully executed it seems it must be the work of an artist with years of releases under her belt. Yet the 10-track, self-titled album is Freeman's label debut. Produced by Teddy Thompson, son of folk legends Richard & Linda Thompson, Dori Freeman features an all-star cast of backing musicians (including producer Thompson himself). Freeman's lilting vocals shine front and center, at times reminiscent of Emmylou Harris, and are delivered with such an aching, melancholic sincerity that her reflections on love, loss and heartbreak find themselves buried deep under the skin. The album dances between country and western, old-time and folk, some instrumentations swelling with pedal steel and country fiddle, others reducing to simply Freeman's voice and sparse percussion. Born and raised by a musical family in the Blue Ridge town of Galax, Virginia, Freeman grew up performing in her grandfather's shop on the historic Crooked Road - a hugely important place in American musical history that remains a bastion of roots traditions today. Freeman herself plays an integral role in the new generation of roots music celebrants in the region, and her music is certainly influenced by the rich musical history of the area - although it extends well beyond the revivalist realm. Pure, striking, and at times utterly heartbreaking, Dori Freeman is a record of profound catharsis from an artist with a deep sense of purpose, and a visceral approach that cuts to the bone."
My music blog: [
www.auditorymusings.net]
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