How depressingly generic. Sarah Buxton has one of the most distinctive and interesting voices I’ve ever heard, but you’d never know it from listening to “Outside My Window.”
Here, she sounds like any one of the countless 21st century country acts who have to put all their effort into getting close enough to being on key for auto-tune to fix it. There are layers of backing instruments and vocalists crowding out her vocal so that it’s barely there.
I can understand the need to do this for most of the Johnny- and June-come-lately acts, but Buxton can actually sing. She has a refreshingly idiosyncratic approach to delivering her songs. To water her down until she sounds like everyone else is to defeat the purpose of having her around in the first place.
Listen: Outside My Window