As the song sets up a sleazy and sultry groove you realise that there is something very special going on here. It’s the perfect antidote to the urgency and quick payoff of most modern music, instead, Tedi Brunetti prefers to slowly build up atmosphere and intrigue before letting the song fly. And even when it does up its game, the sonic explosion that awaits you is still a wonderful surprise. And between these two dynamic points, understated soul and jazz-infused blues-rock, the song ebbs and flows brilliantly.
I was trying to find a word or phrase that would work as a shorthand for Tedi’s remarkable voice but couldn’t improve on the moniker that she has already used to describe herself – “Sober Janis Joplin meeting Steely Dan in Memphis.” Well, quite!
And if such a brilliant turn of phrase doesn’t intrigue you, bring a smile to your face or at least make you want to check her music out immediately, it’s a real shame but don’t worry about it. But it does mean that you and I, dear reader, could never truly be friends. Sorry, that’s just the way it is.