Caitlin Rose, Caitlin Rose, Caitlin Rose. I’d feel awkward admitting that I’m rather obsessed with this Nashville chanteuse, were it not for a mitigating truth: you should be, too. Her debut album Own Side Now, released in 2010, was proof enough of her sweltering talent. And now we have a follow-up, The Stand-In, that’s superior in many regards. Her voice, already aspiring to the heights of Cline and Lynn, has become rounder, more chocolate-y. Her songs, already a stunning catalogue of broken love, sound even more heartfelt. Her…
… Oh, I don’t want to embarrass myself, so let’s get down to cold, musical facts. Perhaps the main difference between this album and its predecessor is the texture. Caitlin Rose’s backing band, Steelism, has a louder part to play here, such that this is less girl-with-guitar and more girl-with-band-and-strings-and-heavy-production-values.
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