George Pringle ‘Salon De Refuse’ album review
George Pringle first appeared on my horizon when a superb demo rendition of her track ‘Carte Postale’ was posted online quite some time ago. Despite a considerable google effort the “artist” behind the song remained a mystery. I am glad those early recording caught someone else’s attention because that meant I was able to receive her album ‘Salon De Refuse’ through my letterbox just as my initial curiosity was beginning to wane.
This debut is a collection of spoken word treats sprinkled over a series of understated garageband beats and backdrops. This is not the kind of thing that will sell out stadiums any time soon (and frankly I doubt George would want that) but if you, like me, have been in or around your 20s sometime in the last 10 years you will probably find something to relate to in her musings.
With savvy observations and knowing references to anything from MSN, Patti Smith and The Virgin Suicides this is really more akin to poetry than it is to songwriting per se and Miss Pringle is happy to reiterate that at some point she “stopped playing guitar, let her fingers grow soft and her nails grow”. With half the tracks taking on a melancholic turn its hard not to be sucked in to her upper/middle class accent and detached monologues and imagine you too are listening to techno and shoegaze alone in your room.
‘Salon De Refuse” is out now on Deth To Fals Metal Records
TRACK:
George Pringle – Carte Postale
