Review: Singer stretches her limits
Skylar Griego | April 2Imagine this: It’s 1 o’clock in the morning, and you’re counting the minutes until you can finally put the notes away and sleep before tomorrow morning’s exam. To help with your struggle to stay awake, you decide to play your newest indie rock album. Immediately after pressing play, your ears are struck with a dissonant ringing that makes you cringe. This is the first impression Waxahatchee’s “Ivy Tripp” gives poor unsuspecting night owls. It might be best to wait until daytime to listen to the band’s third release. “Breathless” doesn’t improve much musically. It’s about as good as an untrained child experimenting with the effects on a keyboard. The atonal music is redeemed only by Katie Crutchfield’s mellow vocals. Her light and airy harmonies only go so far. For listeners who prefer their music to sound like, well, music, expect to skip this track often.











