Album: Sarah Gillespie, glory Days (Pastiche)
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Flamenco-dancing pigeons, pumpkin pie, Charlie Sheen and Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn all crop up on this British singer-songwriter's Gilad Atzmon-produced third album.
Her humorous impressionistic lyrics oscillate between the intimate and the infinite against a backdrop of bluesy acoustic guitar, accordion and double bass. In an increasingly X Factor-ised world, unique talents such as Ms Gillespie's should be savoured and supported.
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