Posts Tagged ‘Emily Alone’

True to its title, “Emily Alone” was written and recorded by Emily Sprague during a few days last winter; after plans for a full-band Florist album were put on hold, she’d ended up with all these songs ruminating on loneliness that she didn’t know what to do with. It’s funny, though, because the songs that she wrote have the effect of making a listener feel less alone. Sprague creates a meditative, atmospheric blanket, her folky ramblings a comforting presence. It’s a guiding hand through the darkness that we fear so much.


Her third album, Emily Sprague is sitting by the ocean, taking walks, tending to her plants, daydreaming. She’s feeling peaceful and existential and acutely aware of every source of light in the house. The previous two albums from her indie-pop outfit Florist were full-band affairs, but in these 12 songs, Sprague steps away from her collaborators for a spell, tasked with filling time alone. It’s a familiar reprieve for the Los Angeles-based artist, who has also released several excellent ambient collections under her own name. But while those long-form compositions have evoked solitude and the natural world using modular synthesizers, Emily Alone is built from simpler tools: double-tracked vocals, acoustic guitar, and the occasional birdsong leaking in from an open window.

Florist’s forthcoming third album “Emily Alone” is out next week, and front woman Emily Sprague has released its third and longest cut thus far, a resigned and solemn track titled “Celebration”.

“Celebration” is full-bodied and bursting with a lush atmosphere of water lapping, birds chirping and ambient noises. Sprague opens the track with spoken word articulated over field recordings, and recounts the mundanities of living and being alone against lackadaisical finger-plucking: “With these hands now as I know them, a new scar and wow, tons of plants / Plant-induced psychosis / Keep me close, I’m good invisible / Sitting in loss like a bean bag chair.”

“Celebration” eventually gives way to Sprague’s gentle, careful vocals and rhythmic, hypnotic strumming as she finds herself alone and one with the earth once again: “If I lose my mind / Please give it back to the earth / Fire water wind / Earth fire water wind / And lie down.”

Though much longer and intricate than Sprague’s previous two releases the pensive “Shadow Bloom” and last month’s “Time Is A Dark Feeling”“Celebration” still captures the same feeling of wistful belonging and dark contemplation.

‘Celebration’ is a love song for darkness and the peaceful end to all things,” Sprague said in a statement. “A song in three movements: reality, fantasy, memory. In a lot of ways this song is the thesis to Emily Alone. Minimal arrangements—acoustic guitars, synthesizers, and voice accompanied by the ambient sounds of earth. Birds and water. The song begins with an experience of the now. It falls into imagining the way that things will always return to what they should be. It ends with a burial of negative forms and the acceptance of a beautiful new path towards growing from nothing.”

Emily Alone on Limited Edition Vinyl Double Double Whammy Records.

“Time Is a Dark Feeling” threads together fragile, echoing acoustic strumming with Emily Sprague’s gentle, unguarded vocals, freeing melodies and harmonies, and other beautiful things to whirl around her as the song dwindles down to its repeated refrain: “Time is a dark / Time is a dark feeling.”

The concept of time is so rigidly ingrained—from daily routines to monthly bills to milestone birthdays—that even suggesting it might not exist can be disorienting. On “Time Is a Dark Feeling,” the latest single from her upcoming album as Florist, Emily A. Sprague presents her defense against the clock. Sprague recognizes the essential role time plays but chooses to delineate her life in memories and emotions instead. “It’s not about time anymore, it’s just about feeling,”

Florist – “Time Is A Dark Feeling” from the album Emily Alone, out July 26th via Double Double Whammy Records.