Album Review: Relic by Emma Tricca

Sometimes a record doesn’t need to reinvent the wheel to make an impression. Such is the case with Italian-born Londoner Emma Tricca’s second collection of songs. Though not as stark as her debut, Relic sees Tricca flesh out her arrangements beautifully (most evident on the reprised Golden Chimes), and is an appropriately named pastoral folk album.

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Head here to submit your own review of this album. Born in Italy but based in London, folk troubadour Emma Tricca's journey to this point in 2014 has been almost ripped from the silver screen. Encouraged to pursue her life dreams by both Odetta (Bob Dylan's reticent muse) and John Renbourn, her eclectic scientist/poet family, a fascination with '60s Greenwich Village folk, an international childhood and a chance set at Green Man, it's a life that could've been penned by Wes Anderson.

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‘Relic’ is not a word that normally brims with positive connotations, but it seems a wholly appropriate title for this second album from Italian-born, London-based singer-songwriter Emma Tricca. Sounding like some sort of pre-psychedelic artefact that’s been excavated from a dusty Greenwich Village loft, possibly on reel-to-reel tape, the album’s hushed coffee-house melancholia holds no stylistic surprises, but its trump card comes in the form of Tricca’s own porcelain-doll voice, fragile and childlike, which casts songs like ‘Sunday Reverie’ and ‘The Painter’ in the folksy gloom of half-remembered times gone by. It’s nothing you won’t have heard before – the clue, after all, is right there in the title – but hearing it done as well as this is rare indeed.

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