Angel Olsen, Villages

When: Thu., April 18, 9 p.m. 2013


If I heard Angel Olsen coming from the apartment next door, I'd probably think the building was haunted. I wouldn't stop listening, though. The Chicago-based singer has a rich, lost-in-time quality to her voice, a voice so full and ripe that it blots out fears and boredom and frustration even as it sounds unnervingly inhuman. It's the kind of voice (like Edith Piaf's, or Vera Lynn's) that you can imagine soothing war-stricken and starving citizens, despite—or maybe because of—its fragility. Actually, forget what I said about Olsen sounding inhuman. She sounds ultra-human, sounding so honest and unblinking it's almost terrifying. The dusty, funereal bluegrass on her latest album Half Way Home is evidence enough (Jagjaguwar recently plucked her up), but seeing her live should be a full-fledged heart-in-throat experience. NED LANNAMANN

Price: $10

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