10 Songs, 51 Minutes

EDITORS’ NOTES

This remarkable debut by 21-year-old Torres—a.k.a. Mackenzie Scott—is an intimate, spare collection. Yet it exudes a surprisingly emotional wallop, like an otherwise silent skeleton in the proverbial closet. Based in Nashville, Scott easily stands apart. She paints stories with whispered despair, murmured confessionals, and raw, straight-to-the-core declarations using little more than guitar and her unusual voice: powerful, taut, and fragile all at once. Repeating and building phrases into shattering codas, dropping from a howl to broken moan in a swoop, extending one syllable into a raft of notes, Scott's constructs and singing style are a beautiful match for her marvelous lyrical dexterity. "This skin hangs on me like a lampshade/keeping all my light at bay," she sings hauntingly on "November Baby," fingerpicking her Gibson. "Your crooked smile/your gap teeth/your widow's peak." She exhales a litany of things she misses so deeply her longing is palpable. Lulling ballads are faintly adorned with strings, distorted keyboard notes, and wisps of percussion throughout this lovely piece of work.

EDITORS’ NOTES

This remarkable debut by 21-year-old Torres—a.k.a. Mackenzie Scott—is an intimate, spare collection. Yet it exudes a surprisingly emotional wallop, like an otherwise silent skeleton in the proverbial closet. Based in Nashville, Scott easily stands apart. She paints stories with whispered despair, murmured confessionals, and raw, straight-to-the-core declarations using little more than guitar and her unusual voice: powerful, taut, and fragile all at once. Repeating and building phrases into shattering codas, dropping from a howl to broken moan in a swoop, extending one syllable into a raft of notes, Scott's constructs and singing style are a beautiful match for her marvelous lyrical dexterity. "This skin hangs on me like a lampshade/keeping all my light at bay," she sings hauntingly on "November Baby," fingerpicking her Gibson. "Your crooked smile/your gap teeth/your widow's peak." She exhales a litany of things she misses so deeply her longing is palpable. Lulling ballads are faintly adorned with strings, distorted keyboard notes, and wisps of percussion throughout this lovely piece of work.

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Ratings and Reviews

4.8 out of 5
76 Ratings

76 Ratings

andymcbroom ,

Don't think. Just get it.

Other than Leagues' You Belong Here, this is the best thing I've heard in a while. Not much coming out of Nashville is bad right now. Seriously, just get this

Memphis09 ,

Haunting

Mackenzie's voice haunts me in my sleep, and makes me hurt the way only real heartbreak can. Mackenzie's voice is dark and gritty, just like her songwriting and impeccable phrasing of lyrics. I don't think I can think of one single record that breaks me the same way.
"Everything hurts but its fine, it happens all the time".

p34c3 ,

Stop Everything

This is the first "Just Stop Everything and Listen" release I have heard in years. Amazingly wonderful, different and familiar all rolled into one amazing artist.

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