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cal gold, utilizing well-planned arrangements and<br />

magical production choices. They are obvious students<br />

of the crafts of writing and producing Rock<br />

music. They are tapped into the wellspring of genius<br />

at the fountain of inspiration drinking down all that<br />

their minds and souls can possibly hold.<br />

Advance EP— Kaitlyn Ni Donovan<br />

Self-Produced<br />

It’s been five years already since Kaitlyn Ni<br />

Donovan first appeared on the scene, with a penchant<br />

for unique, ethereal song suites and hauntingly beautiful<br />

vocal presentations. Some believed she would<br />

have found wider success by now, with her unusual<br />

style. But Kaitlyn has taken a somewhat longer road.<br />

Regardless. As evidenced by the three advance tracks<br />

included among the four on this EP, she is clearly at<br />

the threshold of achieving the recognition to which<br />

her rare musical gifts had always given so much promise.<br />

Kaitlyn has surrounded herself with a deep pool<br />

of auxiliary talent including, among several others,<br />

guitarist Jonathan Drews and bassist Eric Furlong—<br />

who, between them, have played in a bazillion bands<br />

in their five or so years in the local scene; as well as<br />

production god Tony Lash, whose contribution here<br />

is immeasurable. The result is a gloriously original<br />

sound which might be categorized as falling somewhere<br />

between Sarah McLachlan, the Cocteau Twins,<br />

Loreena McKennit and Portishead in the grand celestial<br />

scheme of musical things. But Kaitlyn’s sound<br />

is singularly her own, derived from her “morphed”<br />

chord progressions on guitar and Celtic influences<br />

on the violin. She is one of a kind.<br />

“Ceiling Tiles” begins with a drum loop, slightly<br />

compressed to resemble Portishead’s style, as grumbling<br />

guitar sounds whir mechanically into the frame.<br />

Kaitlyn enters with gentle acoustic guitar arpeggios,<br />

while amorphous sounds formlessly hover in the<br />

sonic æther. Suddenly a green rain of mournful Celtic<br />

violins cascade upon the scene. A moody electric piano<br />

paces the landscape beneath. As Kaitlyn begins<br />

to sing, the instruments receding into the mist, only<br />

the piano and her guitar to guide her as the drum<br />

loop clocks relentlessly in the spatial distance; her<br />

voice a vaporous honey whisper. This song would be<br />

perfect soundtrack material for Jane Eyre<br />

orWuthering Heights.<br />

Glistening mandolins dance like snowflakes in<br />

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the moonlight on “Tiny Twigs.” A soaring dove of a<br />

violin glides among the heavens, Kaitlyn’s angelic<br />

voice hushing a sweet lullaby from above. Hypnotically<br />

resonant, similar to portions of Terry Riley’s<br />

minimalist epic In C. Simply beautiful. Acoustic and<br />

electric guitars weave a sonorous brocade on “Awake<br />

In The Sand,” Kait’s delicate voice tripping lightly<br />

across the flimsy fabric. A melancholy cello passes<br />

through the chorus and bridge, as layers of sumptuous<br />

harmonies choir in divine resplendence.<br />

The home recorded “Wingside” hearkens to<br />

Kaitlyn’s beginnings, but demonstrates precisely the<br />

evolution this EP represents. For she has lived up to<br />

the challenge of channeling her extraordinarily phenomenal<br />

propensity for melody. A voice for the new<br />

millennium, exquisitely ephemeral, magically enchanting.<br />

Kaitlyn Ni Donovan may have taken the<br />

long road on her journey to discover the means to<br />

her own musical expression. But with this recording,<br />

there is no doubt that she has indeed at last arrived at<br />

her destination.<br />

I Go Zoom— Mary Kadderly<br />

Mary Margaret Music<br />

Mary Kadderly has sung out in the vibrant local<br />

Jazz scene for many years now, regularly gigging with<br />

pianist Steve Christofferson in a duo format for several<br />

of them. Here they are joined by a stellar sidecrew,<br />

to create a refined Pop sound, with smooth Jazz undertones.<br />

Kadderly can, with facile zeal, sing rings<br />

around <strong>99</strong>.9% of her competition. Her easy contralto<br />

effortlessly navigates a wide swath of musical styles—<br />

so diverse, it is difficult to describe exactly from which<br />

“Jerry Hahn’s peerless tone, unmistakable when it<br />

appears in the mix, supports a fluid Jazz-savvy fret<br />

technique that is a complete education for anyone<br />

who might fancy himself to be a guitarist.”<br />

bag she may be actually coming. But every stylistic<br />

guise she dons seems as if it were one she has worn all<br />

her life.<br />

And talk about a sterling backup band! All nine<br />

songs overflow with big name players, including<br />

Christofferson on a variety of keyboards, drummer<br />

Jeff Minnieweather and Joey Seifers on electric and<br />

standup bass. Dan Faehnle alternates lead guitar<br />

chores with the legendary Jerry Hahn whom, in every<br />

instance, gives rise to a profound sense of wonder<br />

and astonishment at his marvelously subdued and<br />

constrained approach to the instrument. His peerless<br />

tone, unmistakable when it appears in the mix,<br />

supports a fluid Jazz-savvy fret technique that is a<br />

complete education for anyone who might fancy himself<br />

to be a guitarist. This guy is a master.<br />

As if that were not enough honey in the mead,<br />

Valerie Day adds percussion to a number tracks, while<br />

guitarslinger Trooper Tim Ellis makes several appearances<br />

in an auxiliary role, fleshing out zesty rhythms<br />

on acoustic guitar in some parts, comping faithfully<br />

on electric in others. Trumpeter Paul Mazzio and<br />

saxman Lee Wuthernow sweeten a number of cuts.<br />

Even violinist Skip Parente sits in on a tune.<br />

A few of the songs are well-enough crafted to<br />

seem like standards or, at the very least, standardsto-be.<br />

Kadderly had a hand in the writing of all the<br />

songs, creating a varied palate of melodies for the intelligent<br />

poetry of lyricists Todd Schultz and Brett<br />

Bender, as well as for a several of her own verses.<br />

Schultz, especially, distinguishes himself in his two<br />

lyric contributions, with an actual and distinctive style<br />

of writing that is literary in its construction, intellectually<br />

incisive and emotionally perceptive.<br />

For the most part though, the aural focus is on<br />

the stalwart musicianship that drips from every tune.<br />

Christofferson kicks off the title track with swinging<br />

boogie piano licks, as Kadderly delivers a light lyric<br />

with a smooth and assured vocal with a great sense<br />

timing and energy. “Someday Sometime” is a pretty<br />

ballad, a little predictable lyrically, but with a sophisticated<br />

arrangement that calls to mind some of Jim<br />

Webb’s most memorable songs.<br />

“Sea Of Love” funks things up in a mellow way:<br />

kind of like a toned down version of Steely Dan’s<br />

“Parker’s Band,” Christofferson’s Hammond chattering<br />

and purring in the foreground. Hahn fires off a<br />

staccato onslaught of well-aimed notes in a brilliant<br />

solo that touches all the bases in the process of hitting<br />

it out of the park.<br />

“It’s Not Over Yet” couples Day’s spicy bongos<br />

with Minnieweather’s hip-hoppy drum patterns<br />

against Seifers’ satisfying standup bass— as Mary<br />

throws down a space age vocal melody over Faehnle’s<br />

Wes Montgomery flavored guitar voicings. Schultz’<br />

clever lyric adds to the sensually charged atmosphere,<br />

creating a rich tension in its own right. “Can You Feel<br />

It” play’s on the traditional Bo Diddly rhythm, adding<br />

New Orlean’s juju with Christofferson’s chunky<br />

Hammond and stride colorations on piano.<br />

The piece de resistance of the set is the is the<br />

marvelous torch ballad “Love Is Losing,” where Hahn<br />

is allowed to showcase his incredible skills. Over a<br />

quiet Jazz trio scenario: Minnieweather massaging his<br />

snare with gentle brushstrokes; solid underpinning<br />

by Seifers on standup bass, Hahn layers ghostly chords<br />

behind Kadderly’s smoldering vocal. She wraps her<br />

voice around a supple marriage of her classic melody<br />

and Schultz’ inspired lyric: “Fact or fiction/You decide/So<br />

we’re in love/Somehow that’s not enough/You<br />

were so real/Now you dodge and conceal/Dead love<br />

is cruel/I’m a memory fool/Love is losing, it’s the end<br />

of the ride.” Hahn’s flawless timing and graceful phrasing<br />

is as supple as fine leather. Trumpeter Mazzio casts<br />

a lovely Jazz-blue light upon his wonderful solo,<br />

stretching each note with confident luxuriousness.<br />

To front a collection of pros such as these requires<br />

that a singer have a lot of fortitude and considerable<br />

chops— just to keep the listener’s attention<br />

from straying too far into the background: to explore<br />

the awe-inspiring instrumental terrain. Mary<br />

Kadderly never fails to remain at the center of the<br />

session displaying versatility and appeal at every turn.<br />

This album is a tremendous showcase for her quite<br />

significant skills. She meets every musicalchallenge<br />

with complete style and class.<br />

LL

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