16 February 2011
Adalita’s self-titled debut is a necessary outlet for the Magic Dirtfrontwoman; her stark sound couldn’t be a further cry from her days with the Aussie rockers.
Swarming with simple guitar, a sprinkling of tambourine and nothing other than her thick, and at times, haunting voice, Adalita Srsen has gone back to basics and stripped bare in this ripened record full of wisdom and poetry.
Dedicated to and co-produced by her late friend and former band mate, Dean Turner, Adalita explores the sexual side of depression (see Hot Air), the illusions that go hand in hand with ego (see Good Girl) and the art of spoken song (see Invite Me).
The album’s not all wondrous poetry and reverberating guitars though; the lyrics in her track Good Thief could well have began as a high school poem she wrote in her exercise book to her besty. Somehow, Adalita makes lyrics like ‘nestled in your heart babe is the perfect little jewel’ sound more like a heavy soundtrack addition to aSuburban Mayhem sequel.
There are a few instrumental fillers which could be deemed unneeded, if only because the honesty felt in other tracks is actually missed.
Her debut whole-heartedly proves what we already knew, this rock chick can stand on her own two feet and has more to say now than she ever could with Magic Dirt.
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