Thank goodness for editors: Mine saved me from myself. I originally put much more emphasis on the trigger warning about sexual assault in this review; kinda made the whole record sound like something other than what it is, and did a disservice to the songs and songwriter both. Normally I’d just keep all this to myself. But I feel like transparency’s a good thing every once in a while, and honestly, working on the piece with my editor gave me new and enhanced appreciation for what Letitia VanSant achieves with this album. Big ups to her. And to my editor.
You can read my full review over at Paste Magazine.
A Constant Visual Feast 