Album Review: Blurrr by Joanne Robertson

Being best known as the ghostly melodic heart of Dean Blunt's tales of wounded masculinity has often overshadowed Joanne Robertson's brilliant, similarly idiosyncratic solo work. On Blurrr, her strongest and most focused work to date, she continues to build a gorgeous world of solitary melancholia. Sonically, it's largely as sparse and haunted as Robertson's previous work; simply recorded acoustic songs that seem gently smudged, words difficult to make out, all elements drifting into something that seems to ache through the fog.

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Joanne Robertson's catalogue relishes the understated and embraces the subdued. The Glasgow-based musician is also a painter, and there's a potent, highly visual aspect to her work - the sketch-like daubs of sound frequently recall charcoal drawings, such is their spartan veracity. 'Blurrr' - how's that for a visual reference point? - is her second album for AD 93, her sixth album overall, and dare we say it her most impactful to date.

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