Sabra Laval
Sabra Laval
© 2007 Sabra Laval (634479604140) (format: CD-R)
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Sexy haunting siren vocals as she heavily strums her guitar.
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Sabra Laval really should only perform at dusk. When the last few shades of white have already been stained grey, and you have to take the long walk alone past the Boo Radley house – the rotting wood palace with no lights inside and a towering ancient oak in the front-yard so immovable that God himself uses it as a foothold to pull the night ever westward. There, on the porch in an old wicker chair, the tip of her boot alone visible through the murk, Sabra plays guitar with only a ghost-rustle of bending leaves as accompaniment.
Is it a lullaby to calm the beasts in the walls behind her? Is it a siren song to lure you to them? Is it both? Can such a mystery ever be pierced without peril? It can, we guess, if she's playing in the sun Sabra Laval may be the only one where we sit in the alley, back to the fence in listening bliss, and hoping that she and Boo don't see us.