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Jessie Baylin

Little Spark

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February 14, 2012

"I'm sipping on your hidden stash of whiskey/A little drunker than you know," Jessie Baylin confesses with apt blurred enunciation in "Hurry Hurry." Actually, nothing moves fast in the music or the relationships on her third album. Baylin examines faltering affairs and resigns herself to a lot of waiting in a spacey kind of Dixie soul, like Portishead with a girlish Dusty Springfield at the mic. The effect, in "Joy Is Suspicious" and the title song, is both seductive and distant, as if she’s singing across miles of echo and doubt. This is an album of potent moods. But it would also be good to hear how Baylin, who is married to Kings of Leon drummer Nathan Followill, sounds when filled with joy.

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