Rosie Tucker’s songs can be wry and funny, but they’re always sincere, with a gift for metaphor and a clear understanding of just how precarious life can be. Tucker examines the aftermath of a painful loss in “Lauren,” interrogates a hard-wired tendency to stay quiet in “Habit” and paints a loving everyday portrait of crucial safe spaces in “Gay Bar,” which closes with a pointedly chosen Dusty Springfield sample.
Goodness, this one came out of nowhere and absolutely punched me right in the face. There’s something so engrossing about those moments when everything cuts out and Rosie starts rattling off her pointed observations, memories and/or grievances with old loves that won’t die (and maybe never fully will, honestly). They are my favorite moments in a song so far in 2019.
If I were Wolfy I’d know how to deliver a disarmingly funny & deceptively heartfelt thank you in ten words or less. Given that I’m stuck being myself, bear with … thank you to Wolfy for being objectively good at art, to Jessica Reed for being one take wonderful, to Anna Arboles for being the Tegan to my Sara and the Brandi to my Carlile. Greg Katz, thank you for insisting that these songs are worth the work. This album wouldn’t have reason to exist without listeners like you. -Ro
Written and performed by Rosie Tucker
Produced by Wolfy
Guitars by Anna Arboles
Drums by Jessica Reed
Released March 8th, 2019
The Fat Angel Sings 