From indie heartthrob to pop star

Read my review at Bluegrassspecial.com as we ponder the eternal dilemma of underground meeting overground.
Here's how it starts:
The Angel of Anomie
"Every so often you hear Neko Case referred to as 'that voice;' sometimes, even more emphatically, 'the voice.' Something makes people talk about her like that, an awareness that Case seems poised to evolve from a mere singer into a Voice.
When a singer becomes a Voice we're no longer talking about the technical qualities of breath over vocal chords or control of the diaphragm. No, Voice in this sense means singing plus signifying. A Voice is a singer whose actual singing is just one piece of a persona. A Voice creates a psychic space for a constituency that he/she has a unique power to speak to and move. A Voice attracts to itself a world of associations. Who doesn't absorb half of Lou Reed's métier just by hearing him singing a few bars? A singer provides one piece of a performance, like a bass player. A Voice is an attraction all by itself, and carries a weight of extra-musical meaning that a singer is spared. When young Elvis opened his mouth, he personified a generation of white kids in the Deep South who had been secretly thrilling to black music in the depths of Jim Crow. When Joni Mitchell sang, there was a whole self-involved southern California hippie gentry world present. When Sinatra did his thing, there was always a saloon at closing time implied, the streets outside empty and black with rain. Lotte Lenya, Dolly Parton, Judy Garland, Marc Bolan--every inflection was enriched by what they had come to mean.
"Neko Case is one of the few performers from '90-'00's indie music equipped to even formulate that ambition...."Find the rest in this month's issue of Bluegrassspecial.com.
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