The songs of Kentucky singer/songwriter Joan Shelley have always centered on the beauty of subtle recognition, her lyrics filled with scents, changes in temperature, bird song, and slight rustlings. On her eponymous fourth album, Shelley sings mostly about about people and about their desires in relation to others. It's Shelley's most revelatory LP, an album designed to be listened to away from the noise of the world, or to provide that kind of space itself.
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