Carolina Chauffe has written a song-a-day for one month out of each year for the past six years. It’s the kind of discipline that would force an artist to live in the moment, to not think too hard whether any particular tune was good enough, to capture an effervescent flow of ideas and images and melodic progressions that might otherwise get away. Their latest album, 444, compiles the best of these phone-recorded compositions and the fresh, lively aura that surrounds songs that come unmediated out of the inspirational ether . . .
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