Will that She Could
Fortuitous, really, to be listening to the new Feist album this morning — and then stumbling upon our very own Feist. Can’t claim too much unearthing talent here; unfortunately the unknown-to-me-before-now Ainslie Wills was discovered by Missy Higgins before us: Ainslie has been chosen to support Missy at the Palais later this month.
If ‘Green Coloured Grass’ is any indication — and it’s the only one I have right now — then Ainslie ought to outperform that increasingly super-slick lyric mangler.
- Ainslie Wills
- Green Coloured Grass
A heartbeat for a rhythm; a tangle of synth notes and bedroom-choir for melodic backing; half-forlorn, half-defiant delivery. It’s addictively subtle stuff. If there’s any criticism to be had of ‘Green Coloured Grass,’ it’s that the song loses its way a little in the second half. As if unsure of where to go from the plaintive, spare opening, it adds a few bits without really adding anything. If you know what I mean.
Certainly keen to hear more…
P.S. Hi. We’ve been slack, even if the spambots have been keeping the comments box busy. Sorry. More content soon. I hope.