Clearly, downtown is where the heart of
Dayna Kurtz beats. With a throaty delivery that ranges from tuneless recitation to
Annie Lennox-like declamation,
Kurtz sings her heartbreak epics over an intriguing combination of empathetic rhythm section and string quartet, with accordion, violin, and other bohemian touches added for spice. It's easy to imagine her on a stool in a cigarette-swirled spotlight, eyes closed, whispering "you're scared to fly, and I'm scared to land" as bluesy piano and full-bodied acoustic bass cast noir shadows over "Last Good Taste." References to stage diving on "'Miss Liberty" nod toward contemporary elements, but
Kurtz's language more often evokes a timeless cabaret ambience, its fatalistic nostalgia underscored by primarily non-electric instrumentation, melodramatic dynamics, and frequent use of a sensuous waltz or 6/8 meter. When her mentor,
Richie Havens, makes a guest appearance on "Somebody Leave the Light On," his sandpapery timbre works as an orchestral element within an unusually turbulent changor; even as he chants "Sh*t, this town is nowhere," the familiarity of his voice provides a beacon for the listener, like a soulful sax sounding within a wash of atonality. Yet this album is entirely
Kurtz's; while possibly too arty to curry widespread success,
Postcards From Downtown is more than enough evidence of a major talent at work.