Sunday, September 18, 2011
Tift Merritt
A free spirit. A lover. An old soul. A rolling stone.
Her magic?
A voice that sings life with its heart on its sleeve. This can't be faked and it's so, so good.
Tift has a sound that stays with her throughout all her self discoveries that would modify her song-crafting. I suppose its her essence that doesn't escape her. And this is a brilliant thing because it's her essence that keeps her among her singular competitor, which is herself. No one can compete with her at this point in music. Past women singer+songwriters have expressed similar characteristics, but I can't think of one that can override Tift's offering while she's been sharing.
She shares stories drenched with simple openness. She doesn't make you guess a thing about what she is sharing. It's a moat that surrounds her and protects her in a way that you can't hold a thing against her. Anything she is is in plain sight. She's generous in this way.
It's immediately captivating.
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