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01. Eve Adams - Blues Look the Same
02. Eve Adams - You're Not Wrong
03. Eve Adams - Butterflies
04. Eve Adams - A Walk in the Park
05. Eve Adams - Metal Bird
06. Eve Adams - The Dying Light
07. Eve Adams - Woman on Your Mind
08. Eve Adams - La Ronde
09. Eve Adams - Prisoner
10. Eve Adams - My Only Dream
ARTIST
TITLE
Metal Bird
FORMAT
LP

LABEL
CATALOG #
BR 013LP BR 013LP
GENRE
RELEASE DATE
4/29/2022

LP version. 180 gram vinyl; includes download code. "Metal Birdfeels blissfully unmoored from any sense of time and space, its astral Americana hymns hovering somewhere between the dirt and the stars, between a bygone golden age and our tense present, between raw intimacy and dreamlike splendor." --Pitchfork

Metal Bird gets a release on Basin Rock, the Todmorden based record label who gave a lift off to Julie Byrne, Aoife Nessa Frances, Nadia Reid and Johanna Samuels. Eve Adams offers solace within life's shadows. Un-numbing senses with anthems of surrender and tender-hearted tales that tingle with Californian folk-noir, her album Metal Bird takes flight with the turbulence and romance of Hollywood's golden age, and meditates on the mysteries of love, death, insecurity and loneliness. Like a match struck in a cobwebbed attic, Adams voice is a fiery detective, unafraid to explore the unseen; the liminal spaces between mourning and rapture, between the coldness of a corpse and the heat of cremation. Imagery of flight and the denial of gravity floats slyly through the ten songs on Metal Bird by the California-born musician and hints at the experience of being caught in purgatory, like a passenger on a plane ride from Hell to Heaven. Combining airy folk with haunting soundscapes the album takes listeners on an auditory voyage from sonorous lullabies, to dreamy ambience, skeletal jazz, 1930s torch songs and 1940s film noir. Metal Bird has a distinct, genuine tone, with orchestral arrangements, ambient hallucinations and high-fidelity vocals that are unafraid to be heard loud and clear. For those who are hopelessly enamored with a by-gone time, there is solace in these songs and sounds. Flickering back and forth between dread and hope, the unrelenting march towards a spiritual transformation and the realization that each of us are driven by our own dreams and as much as we want to hold it in our hands, often it is intangible. The sublime remains elusive, existing somewhere in the heart, and it sounds like Eve Adams knows this best.