From the first notes of this explosive album, I was excited. I remained so as the album unfolded over its almost 40 minutes, and then I hit play again and was just as engaged the second time through.
And the fifth…
I love soulful, southern music, and this album delivers. All over the place.
Think Larry Jon Wilson if he had been born a woman.
Think Bobbie Gentry had she had sung the blues.
Think Lacy J. Dalton fronting a rock ‘n’ roll band with Joy Lynn White, Candi Staton, and Millie Jackson.
Not being previously familiar with Samantha Martin, I came to this disc with absolutely no preconceived notions. And I absolutely fell under its spell.
A bit spiritual, a lot lonely, a touch angry, and a whole bunch soulful, Send the Nightingale makes the fine music Martin had previously made with The Haggard and on her own seem pale in comparison. As appealing as those sounds are—and she has music from those previous albums streaming at her website—they serve as an appetizer for the explosion that is Send the Nightingale.
The reso strutting front woman has certainly found her stride here. Featuring the vocal support of Sherie Marshall and Stacie Tabb, songs like “Addicted to Love” and “Won’t You Stay” cry out for understanding as they burst from speakers. With additional guitar support from Mikey McCallum (who was part of The Haggard, I believe), “When You Walk Away” has the heart-wrenching qualities that one remembers from “Misty Blue.” “Mississippi Sun” has some Lucinda within its lipstick kisses remembrances.
While there is no shortage of nostalgia within Martin’s sound with Delta Sugar, it also possesses a powerful burst of energetic freshness. “Don’t Shoot” has rapid fire guitar licks blending with soulfully swinging vocals, and “Give Me Your Mercy” cries with passion.
It is still early, but Send the Nightingale is going to be one of my favourite albums this year.
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