“Miwa’s gorgeous little album will give all those women that cry as soon as Bjork opens her mouth somebody else to get obsessed about”
“Miwa’s gorgeous little album will give all those women that cry as soon as Bjork opens her mouth somebody else to get obsessed about”
This is Miwa Gemini’s second album and, although I haven’t heard the first, I’m pretty sure you’re not supposed to be this good two albums in. The press release throws names like Bjork and Cat Power at me, but I’m put in mind of Aimee Mann more than anyone. There’s a distinct sadness to the overall tone, but there’s a wry smile there too. You know that feeling when a storm has just died? When the air is wet and cold and the world just feels incredibly fresh? Well, this album is the soundtrack to that moment. Emerging from New York like a newly hatched butterfly, Miwa’s gorgeous little album will give all those women that cry as soon as Bjork opens her mouth somebody else to get obsessed about. You know as well as I do that you need that kind of beauty in your life.
Words: Damian Leslie