Sunday, June 25, 2006

"I laughed so hard, I broke in half": Casey Dienel's "Wind-Up Canary"

So, the whole twee and indie folk-pop movement will eventually get more tiresome as things carry on. Already old news for lots of us. However, we must try not to think of music in such a manner! Fads are for hipsters, says I. Besides, if you've already moved onto the nex indie sensation genre, whatever that may be(jazz/country by way of Kazoo?) you run the risk of missing something. Namely, Casey Dienel. Her new album Wind-Up Canary, is about as infectious as a pop record can get without being an unimaginable fuck-up in the long run. It's one of those albums that, for lack of a better phrase, doesn't blow its load too early. Adorably apprehensive with its appeal, the LP lends itself to a marvellous sustain that carries throughout. Casey's candor and general confusion is a charming concoction of confidence, frankness, and vulnerablity. Her pseudo jazz/lounge-act arrangements, big band throwbacks, folk inspired ballads, and American songbook stylings are impressive feats, seeing as an album as diverse as this has no business feeling so solid. You COULD say Wind-Up Canary is a bit too polished. Perhaps it could use a little rough around the edges here and there, but I'm not sure how the album could have gone any other way. Not everyone is Nellie McKay. For her personal place and time, Casey Dienel has just made her perfect LP.

Here's hoping I'm selling her short.

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