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Cat Power Wanderer

Album Info


Catalog #WIGLP435

LabelDomino Records



2018 Domino Records PRESSING
  • RPM 33 ⅓
  • Audio Stereo
  • Catalog Number WIGLP435
  • Release Year 2018
  • Vinyl Mastering Engineer Ted Jensen
  • Vinyl Color No
  • Box Set Yes
  • Jacket Style Single
Todd Martens

Review By

Todd Martens

A slightly bitter streak courses through Wanderer, giving the album a tenor akin to that of someone comfortable in their own skin but not comfortable around others. The album’s aura evokes that of a modern Western, and it starts strong. The opening title track possesses a ghastly, country-gospel tone driven by Marshall’s hushed-but-assertive vocals, mysterious backing harmonies, and lyrics in which everyone in her world changes. Hand drums and plucked piano notes bestow “In Your Face” with an even more enigmatic feel, and “Woman,” featuring Lana Del Ray, stands as one of Marshall’s stronger singles. If Del Rey’s colorful noir initially seems a mismatch for Marshall’s black-and-white version, any doubts are immediately proven wrong. With cocky, stuttering guitar notes, a cooler-than-thou keyboard, and all the attitude of Nancy Sinatra’s “These Boots Are Made for Walkin,’” their voices mesh into a powerful force in which the title gets repeated as a word of defiance.

Things slow after that. “Horizon” pairs a gloomy piano with lyrics of anger and disappointment. “Father, I need you to be a man,” Marshall sings, before finally giving up in the song’s final verse. “Stay” comes on as a soft piano lullaby, while the ferocious message of “Robbin Hood” molds with a slow-stepping lament. But if the music gets softer, calmer, and slightly less inventive than the opening numbers, Marshall’s songwriting remains sharp. Each verse of “Black” stands as a screenplay waiting to happen—a character study delivered with uncommon grace by the person in the back of the bar (“Let me tell you a story about Black…He had an empty gaze/In his eyes, like a bear” Marshall narrates). It becomes clear Marshall knows exactly where she’s leading us.

Marshall isn’t flashy, and Domino keeps the LP simple. The single -jacket packaging, with raised lettering, captures off-center glimpses of Marshall, child, and a guitar. Lyrics come on the back of a folded poster, with one black-and-white image of Marshall standing before a microphone with an electric guitar. While the overall production and engineering feels strong—the duties are primarily handled by Rob Schnapf, who worked behind the boards on key records by Elliott Smith and Beck– the pressing disappoints. The second side of the record, in particular, is rife crackly surface noise, especially inexcusable given that is where Marshall begs us to lean in closer.