That isn’t the voice I expected. The gentle ripples of acoustic guitar that launch In My Pocket are overly familiar – the light, lilting gestures that usually precede a kittenish female folk singer. Not in this case though. The voice that breathes over these romantic guitar notes is rough and masculine, closer to Tom Waits than Julia Stone. It’s a pleasing kind of dissonance, softened in the chorus by multi-tracked vocals but still odd and raw and interesting.
Cat & Spoon : In My Pocket
