Flickering lamplight music from a cabin in an imaginary land called Bravitzlana Rubakalva. Cascading fingerpicked guitar like cool dark green waterfalls. Dusky, fog-enshrouded flute. Impressionistic lyrics- seemingly stream of consciousness, as if echoed down through the ages from some long ago tribal forest time. Vocals fragile, yet solid as the living earth.
Mariee Sioux’s 2007 album Faces in the Rocks is being reissued on CD and vinyl by French label Almost Musique on Nov. 15. This is one of those albums that’s “almost classique”, you might say. In fact, I’d venture to say it is classique.