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K.D. Lang - Watershed
| Nytimes | The handsome gloss of strings on much of “Watershed” can only do so much to brighten the mood. K. D. Lang, who produced the album herself, has clearly spent some recent time answering the call of melancholy. This is her first collection of new material in eight years, and its atmosphere, luxurious and doleful, reflects a state of heavy contemplation.
Ms. Lang, 46, has walked this road before. Heartache is her natural habitat, as it was for one of her early heroines, Patsy Cline. But the songs on “Watershed” aren’t torch-lit with longing, as they once might have been. Instead they project the voice of experience....full text |
| | Boston | When artists step out of the limelight for any prolonged period, their return always raises questions. Will they revisit a certain era? Will they try something boldly different? Will they remain as strong artistically? Or will they disappoint as a shadow of their former selves?
On "Watershed," her first album of all new material in eight years, k.d. lang answers those questions in a way that should satisfy longtime fans.
Lang certainly hasn't been absent since 2000's "Invincible Summer." In the interim she applied her world-class pipes to a live album, a covers record dedicated to her fellow Canadian artists, and a gorgeous disc of duets with Tony Bennett....full text |
| | Nowtoronto | Remember Popples, those brightly coloured 80s stuffed animals that you could turn inside out and they’d still be soft and furry? Chances are your girlfriend has one stashed in the same closet where she keeps her old k.d. lang CDs.
Lang’s newest album, Watershed, is nothing to be ashamed of and has nothing to hide. She long ago mastered the lesbian love song, and Watershed is a confident reminder of her skills. Lang gently pulls you into the quieter moments of domesticity on songs like Coming Home and Sunday, but her curled-lip drawl on Jealous Dog shows she can still surprise....full text |
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