A couple months back, I was walking down 4th Avenue in South Park Slope on my way to the G train station when Joni Mitchell came on Spotify. I'd heard her music a billion times before (it's hard to have parents that grew up in the 60s/70s and not have plenty of exposure to Joni Mitchell) but something about that particular listen to "Big Yellow Taxi" stopped me in my tracks. I'd never realized how much of an edge these songs had. And as I was riding the G to Williamsburg, I started thinking about how folk artists don't seem to have an edge anymore. Lissie
has always been one of those folk artists proving I need to stop making dumb generalizations.
The Illinois folk rocker released her third studio record, My Wild West
, last Friday, and if you enjoy folk rock with substance and drama, it isn't to be missed. We're fortunate to have the exclusive premiere of "Ojai," the final track on My Wild West
and the name of a town in California that Lissie had called home, and it is a masterclass in vocal precision and emotional delivery.