Holiday Sale, July Flame In Paste’s Top 50 of 2010!
Laura Veirsâ€™ seventh album, released in the blustery throes of January, takes its name from a kind of peach that finds its way into farmerâ€™s-market bins in the hottest weeks of the yearâ€”a peach, the story goes, that cured her of a nasty bout with writerâ€™s block one steamy Portland afternoon a few summers back. Still, itâ€™s hard to imagine a better soundtrack to the chilly months of wood smoke, crackling leaves, deep Vs of geese honking overhead and squash simmering on kitchen stovetops than this collection of heady, steady, pensive songs. Itâ€™s a feel-good record of the oddest sort, a melancholy meditation on happiness and its delicate transienceâ€”warmer and rootsier than her earlier work, which boasted a kind of cautious experimentalism. July Flame is carefully composed, ever-deepening, glinting and glowing in new ways each time itâ€™s played; thereâ€™s an inkling of something greater coming just around the bend, but for now itâ€™s Veirsâ€™ finest work. And so let us curl up in our burrows with these songs and our own flickering July flames â€™til the green shoots return and the rivers run full again. â€œItâ€™s gonna take a long, long time,â€ Veirs sings on her resolute final track. â€œBut weâ€™re gonna make something so fine.â€â€”Rachael Maddux