Alex Winston said onstage that her mother was seeing her perform for the first time at Santos Party House on Tuesday night at CMJ. Maybe mom was proud; the crowd offered the appropriate roars of recognition for the handful of songs Ms. Winston performed.
Since 2009, Ms. Winston has made her way from singing other people's songs, on a free download EP, to singing her own songs on a major label, and she has found a formula.
That would be an anthemic, military-tinged march beat, a wordless vocal line of âoh,â âahâ or ânyah-nyahâ that might be doubled by a glockenspiel, and a lyric that touches on a cultural or religious hot button - one is âVelvet Elvis,â about caressing a portrait, and another is âSister Wife,â referring to Mormon polygamy and telling her rival, âGet the hell out, it's my night.â
It's a proud, bratty self-absorption, which she acted out in performance by descending, for much of her set, from the stage into the audie nce, where only those nearby could see her. The rest heard a voice that aimed for the operatic but ended up merely shrill.
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