Record Review by Aly Mase
Melissa Ferrick’s seventh studio effort, Valentine Heartache, is a hidden treasure among a collection of jewels called the Melissa Ferrick discography.
At first listen, a non-Ferrick fan would possibly toss it aside to the “whiny chicks with guitars” pile, on top of Lilith Fair drop-outs. Yet, on second listen, one finds the buried secretes of the agony and the ecstasy, if you will.
It’s a musical romp through the eyes of a fragile woman who gets to play Wonder Woman five or more so nights a week.
It’s the classic struggle for survival that we all go through, strikingly set to the most distinctive and numbing sounds that I have ever heard.
The final two songs on the album, of course, are the production numbers. Where Melissa declares a whole new freedom, in a ska/punk reminiscent version of “E-mail,” as she condescends upon the music industry for ignoring indie-music.
The last song, a cover of Patty Griffin’s “Moses” (from her album Living With Ghosts), is a revival of life, so to speak, where the loud brassy folk singer we asked about early resurfaces and throws it right in your face.