Connor Desai ~ Self-Titled EP
Date: Saturday, April 07, 2007 @ 09:48:08 UTC
Artist: Connor Desai
CD: Self-Titled EP
Home: Seattle, Washington
Style: Jazz/Pop Singer/Songwriter
Quote: "Take the easy lightness of Edie Brickell, add in the scratch of Rickie Lee Jones, dip it in hot buttered rum, put it in a smoky jazz nightclub, and you have Connor Desai."
By Jennifer Layton
I melted at the very first notes. Good Lord, where has this voice been all my life? Take the easy lightness of Edie Brickell, add in the scratch of Rickie Lee Jones, dip it in hot buttered rum, put it in a smoky jazz nightclub, and you have Connor Desai. And you only have her for six tracks, so savor the sound. Let it melt over you and make your toes tingle. This debut EP is sheer bliss.
The lyrics carry the same edgy purr as the vocal. “Seems I’ve been f***** up, I’ve gone and judged my cup before filling it up,” she confesses in “Do I,” a great slow stand-up bass and brush percussion groove with a subtle funky vibe. She also turns the tables well in “Trouble Is”:
The trouble is I wake inside my head
The trouble is I got nowhere to hide, to run to
The trouble is you ...
“At All” is a standout for its live atmosphere. You can hear the echo in the mic, and whether or not this was actually recorded in a club, I can still smell the alcohol in the air, feel the close presence of the crowd, and see the cabs and buses moving past the windows. And like the others, the song is dreamy. Sad sentiments set to romantic music. “Don’t waste your lovin’ on me,” she sings, “I’m too drenched to sense that it’s warm.”
Desai makes a seamless transition into more radio-friendly pop on the EP second half. “Wake Up” is snappy and playful, and “Will You Love” has a very modern pop/rock feel. It flows. But I like the return to the lush sound on the final track, the intriguingly-titled “Deviance,” and those fabulous lyrics:
I’m emptying my pockets on this stage
Slide down ridges in my pants and fingers
Ridges in the throats of the singers ...
I’ll just hit “play” and slide into this again. Next time Seattle gets hit with the crazy snowstorms they had this winter, Desai should just step out into her yard, strum her guitar and sing. People will be talking for years about that crazy winter where it stayed at 90 degrees and half of Puget Sound evaporated.
Artist Website: http://www.myspace.com/connordesai