Folk music is going through some interesting changes. Perhaps in an effort to shake of the age old image off pipe-smoking traditionalism and Arran sweatered folk police pedantry, it is looking to the likes of dream-pop, indie and other commercial outlets to reinvent itself for a broader minded, modern audience. And at the risk of being beaten to a pulp with a copy of Bright Phoebus by one of the aforementioned guardians of all thing DADGAD, I have to say that in my humble opinion, things have never looked, or indeed sounded, so good for the genre. It is artists such as Katey Brooks who are helping to usher in this new golden age.
Ethereal is a much over used word, but I can’t think of a better one to encapsulate the sound of Will She. Musically it is shimmering, haunting and minimalist, the instrumentation acting only as the most gossamer of backdrops for Brooks voice. And what a voice it is, falling somewhere between classical majesty and folk’s emotive honesty, it is both strikingly beautiful and gloriously vulnerable. It is a wonderful weave of the genres traditional sounds and a more modern musical framework and if this doesn’t represent the sound of a new renaissance, I don’t know what does.