Thursday 24th August 2023
Doors 7:30 pm
Price £15.00 + booking fee / £19.00 on the door
Melting Vinyl presents:
Josephine Foster + Sylvie Lewis
Doors 7.30 pm / Start 8pm
£15 + booking fee / £19 on the door
Age restrictions – 14+ ,Under 16’s to be accompanied
Photo Credit : Alex Branch
North American artist Josephine Foster: singer, multi-instrumentalist, song composer. Known to breathe new life into archaic forms, embodying the cultural archaeology of Harry Smith’s old weird America, she has lent her warbling mezzo-soprano and interpretive wit to nearly two decades of self-produced recordings.
As Jarry said, anachronism, the crossing of different times, produces eternity, and anachronic is an apt arch-adjective to describe Foster’s singular songbook, one that began in the Mountain West (where at age 15 she had her first gig delivering hymns at a log cabin church). Her uncanny timbre imparts a paradoxically rustic glamour, despite a certain stage shyness.
In her 20’s, submerged into Chicago’s fringe rock and free jazz periphery, frayed vestiges of her abandoned operatic aspirations wore away; she then crossed the Atlantic for over a decade, grounding herself in the earthen glaze of rural Spain. A glitter of Nashville recording residencies helped shape her prolific output, solo and band album releases, leading a variety of ensembles on the road around the world and in the studio.
Foster draws from spiritual wells beyond limits of space and time, her performances mesmeric. An oneiric voice which entwines with her own swelling guitar, piano, harp and autoharp gestures, folk-art songs spun in surprising musical design, are often playfully unravelled. And while she favors the piano or organ, she will probably play whatever guitar is handed to her.
Her latest Album: ‘Domestic Sphere’, out on Fire records, is a séance by song. Josephine channels sounds from her interior and exterior landscapes, whether integrating field recordings reflecting daily life in a Spanish village and other moments in her life as a nomadic musician, or, as in one tender cameo, the voice of her great-grandmother comes from the other side, framed in a union aided by her co-production with Daniel Blumberg. These songs are vigils, melodies sung intently, to be set aflame and sung off with the wind.
“Colorado psych-folk artist gets synth-heavy on 14th album.. firing her folk songs into another dimension” ★★★★ Uncut
“The ceaseless individualist enfolds synths into her world to striking effect”★★★★ Mojo
“Transmitted from a parallel past – a form of retrofuturism where science fiction meets folk” The Wire
Sylvie sounds like Gene Autry and Henry Mancini had a kid who is Welsh-Italian and to whom words matter.