2024-07-16
29 分钟New York-based artist and musician Cassandra Jenkins discusses her new album, ‘My Light, My Destroyer’. The spellbinding new record is a tangle of cranked guitars, close-mic confessionals and wonderfully melodic songwriting. Plus: we celebrate ‘To the End’, a new documentary about Blur, with the film’s director, Toby L. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.
Hello and welcome to Monocle on Culture.
I'm Robert Bound.
Today we're picking a couple of winners from the wide and welcoming sea of summer music to sift through all the seasons, albums, songs, festivals and documentaries.
Well, we would have driven ourselves half mad.
So instead we pluck the new album from an artist we've admired from afar for a while, New York's Cassandra Jenkins.
And to try to to kill a couple of birds with one well aimed, skimmed stone on the summer surf.
We're also going to celebrate a warm and wonderful music documentary about Blur, those scamps that became legends, that became elder statesmen of world pop.
We'll be speaking to Toby L, the film's director, on how to tease the best from.
Well, the best.
That is all coming up right here on Monocle on Culture.
First we're going to explore the spellbinding new album from Cassandra Jenkins.
Titled My Light, My Destroyer.
It's a record of mystic folkways, cranked guitars, close mic confessionals, synth wreath, tomb raiding, at least hourly and wonderfully melodic singer songwriting.
Cassandra Jenkins is a native New Yorker who seems to be taking us for a walk around neighbourhoods real and imagined, past and present, fantastical and ordinary.
And every now and again turning to us and nodding us on with almost unreadable encouragement.
Worn by the glow of the sign from a massage parlour somewhere in New York City, we waft through the streets and parks.
This is her third album proper after the much admired an overview on phenomenal nature.
A move that record's hazy Jane Jazz suite into something unfamiliar but bewitching enough to make you want to solve it.
Here is Cassandra Jenkins on the making of My Light, My Destroyer.
Outside my window I saw two doves wrapped up in filthy.