When I was younger, and read too many science fiction books, I used to imagine what it would be like to be able to hear everyone’s thoughts. I was convinced the initial attraction of a telepathic mind would soon become a curse.

I’m not sure what any of that has to do with “No one Talks”. But hearing this song triggered that memory.

There’s something perfect and personal about all of ‘Lean In To It’, a 7 song mini-album of fuzzy, buzzy guitars and grainy, epic synth-pop, from Allison Crutchfield. You might recognise the surname – Allison is in the band Swearin’ and twin sister Katie Crutchfield records as Waxahatchee.

Unlike the frenetic punk/ garage churn of Swearin’ these solo recordings (with Sam Cook-Parrott) sometimes reminded me of hearing the first two Magnetic Fields albums (‘Distant Plastic Trees’ & ‘The Wayward Bus’, combined together on a Merge CD), back when Claudia Gonson sang most of the vocals. ‘Lean in To It’ is a different beast, but there’s something just as epic, insular, home-made & confessional about this and I can’t really explain it in any other way. I like it a lot.

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