I have taken slightly to Faye Webster's recent records while being less endeared by her record covers which occasionally strike me as images from mental health episodes.Particularly the cover of 2019's Atlanta Millionaire's Club which seemed to show the author smearing her face with a chocolate smothered waffle. It wasn't pretty. And wasn't intended to be.
I'm wholly supportive of authors battling with their struggles publicly but haven't personally found a Webster record to attach myself to. Until her latest Underdressed at the Symphony.
The first track Thinking Of You sets out the stall nicely. Webster seems to focus her energies on an amour, imaginary or real.
We all need someone to focus our thoughts on and Webster pushes on from here with tangible purpose. This is by no means a record that has found its way home quite yet but she's doing what she can and this is a record that seeks and finds peace in solace and reflection.
A gentle album of songs which build themselves on the kind of soulful vibe which reminded me at times of the enchanting Al Green and Ann Peebles Hi Record albums of the early Seventies. There's much loveliness amd moments of quiet joy here.
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