If you’ve ever heard yourself exclaim that you’d love to see Leonard Cohen 20 years ago when the crowds weren’t so big and before he was so disproportionately popular, then Canadian artist Chinawoman is for you.
Her songs channel the spirit of the aforementioned Leonard, but in place of the utter desolation of Cohen’s back catalogue there’s an infusion of harmonies that you’d most often associate with Eastern European and Soviet songwriting. The sense of European mystery and the mute hopelessness throughout the lyrics in many of the songs is completely timeless and a lot of it is the kind of stuff you might have heard coming from your parent’s record player late at night when you were too little to realise that they actually listened to some pretty cool stuff.
