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Artist | Julien Baker
Title | Turn Out The Lights
Genre | indie Format | Album (CD)
Source | CD Time | 42:00
Label | Matador/6131 Records Store | 2017
Catalog | OLE-1129-2 Rip | 2018-01-30
Bitrate | 791 kbps Size | 251.81 MB
Freq | 44.1 kHz Encoder | FLAC 1.3.1
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01. Over 1:28
02. Appointments 4:33
03. Turn Out The Lights 3:23
04. Shadowboxing 3:53
05. Sour Breath 3:04
06. Televangelist 4:52
07. Everything To Help You Sleep 4:21
08. Happy To Be Here 4:16
09. Hurt Less 3:59
10. Even 3:33
11. Claws In Your Back 4:38
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A Memphis, Tennessee-based singer/songwriter with a knack for finding the
shaky ground between heart-wrenching and cathartic, Julien Baker's stark
and soulful music invokes names like Bon Iver, Daughter, and Natalie Prass.
Baker honed her skills while playing in her high-school band, Forrister,
with whom she continued to perform while attending college. After writing a
batch of songs that didn't seem to fit the band's more rock-oriented vibe,
Baker headed to Matthew E. White's Spacebomb Studios in Richmond, Virginia
to begin recording what would eventually become her solo debut, 2015's
critically acclaimed "Sprained Ankle". Issued by 6131 Records, it reached
number 23 on the Billboard Heatseekers Albums chart and led to an
invitation to join the Matador Records roster. The label released her
equally intimate follow-up, "Turn Out The Lights", in 2017.
Her Matador Records debut, "Turn Out The Lights" is the much-anticipated
follow-up to the ruminating 2015 breakthrough of Tennessee
singer/songwriter Baker. While "Sprained Ankle" was recorded in a
professional studio in Richmond, Virginia, it was with help from a friend
who was interning there, and Baker, an 18-year-old college freshman at the
time, was the sole performer. Unexpectedly - to the songwriter - it was
picked up by 6131 Records and eventually made Billboard's Heatseekers
Albums chart in 2016.
She recorded 2017's "Turn Out The Lights" at the legendary Ardent Studios
in Memphis, emerging with a sturdier sound and accompaniment that includes
not only guitar and piano but also strings, woodwinds, and additional
vocals. The album even opens with a brief chamber overture that both sets a
melancholy tone and establishes the expanded sound. Still, it's an
intimate, drums-free affair, one that emphasizes lyrics and raw emotion.
The candid content and intense vocal delivery that made her reputation
continue - her lyrics dwell on personal struggles and the pursuit of hope,
as on lead single "Appointments".
It compromises with 'Maybe it's all gonna turn out all right/And I know
that it's not but I have to believe that it is'. That song makes a spare
anthem of 'I have to believe that it is' with mainly piano and arpeggiated
electric guitar. When churning, echoing guitar kicks in later on "Turn Out
The Lights", it underscores full-voiced howling that reaches a level not
heard on her debut. The record returns repeatedly to these swelling,
anthemic moments in between more weary, half-murmured ones. At times, the
smoother production seems at odds with Baker's brittle delivery, such as on
"Sour Breath", which ends with a belted solo vocal.
It's a heavy album, regardless, with remarks like 'I know whats in my
cannibal chest' and songs like "Hurt Less", a piano-and-strings entry that
recounts why Baker didn't used to and then started wearing a seatbelt.
Cathartic and wrecked, "Turn Out The Lights" is the type of album that will
be uncommonly relatable to some and unbearable to others. For those who are
receptive, the songwriter's ferocious authenticity connects in spite of,
rather than in concert with, the more dramatic accompaniment here.
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