Laura Veirs may be increasingly seen by some as an “undiscovered gem”, but to others she still comes over a bit too corn-fed to warm to. Of course, the much applauded Year of Meteors and July Flame contain some mighty pretty moments, but there’s also a sense that they belong to a slightly smug American West-Coast eco-culture. But now, recent mother Veirs has released an album of “children’s folk songs,” gaining rave reviews. Would last night's show find her fuzzy and huggable, intimate, or just a little too worthy?
When Veirs walked on stage in a “vegan chic” vintage pea-green dress and horn-rimmed glasses one thing was immediately clear: her healthy Portland, Oregon sensibilities hadn’t changed much. But then again, no-one was really expecting anything less than a thoroughly wholesome evening. What many were looking for, however, was a glimpse of that intense purity that Sufjan Stevens, apparently, finds in her music - praise indeed from a man who can sometimes make you feel that the world has stopped for a moment.
In contrast to the recent records her voice was no longer dreamy and nostalgic, but had a harsh, child-like quality