Mariee Sioux is a water nymph whirling among her figurative language — literally. (No, just kidding. Metaphorically.) Her songs meander, via delicate finger-picked acoustic guitar and a voice that suggests the beauty of icy streams, through natural and supernatural worlds — her most recent record,
Faces in the Rocks, is full of wizards and teeth and snow. Easily our favorite track is “Bravitzlana Rubakalva,” a what-if story told between lovers dreaming stoney dreams about their own country: “Oh, there we have see-through bellies ... and we can watch each others’ muscles dancing/As we lay in each others’ arms.” It isn’t the most popular song, though — that would be “Buried in Teeth,” which is indeed mighty, with its near-operatic high-drama trilling of lyrics only your insensate organs can really understand: “The crash of molars it sifts us downwards/Down past the roll of ancient thunder/Down past the delicate bones of bird wings.”
Dearest and Windy Gap open.
Sat., Jan. 9, 9:30 p.m., 2010
