A GIRL CALLED EDDY - A GIRL CALLED EDDY

Deep inside this dark black heart of mine, I must admit that I love the intimate music of female singer/songwriters like Sarah McLachlan, K.D. Lang, Tori Amos, and the amazing Aimee Mann. Quiet arrangements and tortured lyrics dissecting relationships, family, life, and love have gotten me through many a long night. But after a disappointing pop outing from McLachlan, and Amos lost somewhere in outer space, I was starting to believe that I would only have my old albums to listen to. Enter A Girl Called Eddy; an album that instantly was put on endless repeat in my CD player.
Eddy sings in a haunting torch-song whisper somewhere between Lang and Mann, capturing the power and beauty of both. This is the kind of CD that you will wear out. The booklet will become tattered and creased from too many nights of reading along-- the disc will become scratched from taking it from car to home and back again.
As an album, A Girl Called Eddy is both musically and lyrically amazing. As a debut album, it is absolutely stunning. A spinning masterpiece of rainy days and long car rides through the night. This album speaks from a place of maturity that cannot be faked. It is stories and tales that have been experienced and woven poetically into songs that attach themselves to your soul. This is the kind of music that stays with you forever. You owe it to yourself to experience A Girl Called Eddy.