I'm back on a little bit of a country kick this Sunday afternoon, but Sheryl Crow's lovely Wildflower was more of a delicate pop album than a pure country one. I've long been a casual fan, having her self-titled 1996 release in my library as well. Though Wildflower got mixed reviews from most, I quite enjoyed it, and have been enjoying tracks like "Where Has All The Love Gone" and "Chances Are" since 2005. But it's the title track that's the kicker.
"Wildflower" is a quiet acoustic track where Sheryl's voice and some impressive lyrics are the stars. Here we are, burning faster than the closest star, falling back down to the Earth, I love you so, it sometimes hurts. It's delicate (my new buzzword, if you haven't noticed) and minimal (an old favourite); therefore, exactly what I like it my music. It's country music without the country, and pop without the pop. A happy medium that translates in "Wildflower." Well done, Sheryl.
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