Gillian Moranz has a knack for making handed down folk songs, aka revered family heirlooms, her own. Far from being ‘songs in the key of me,’ her tales unravel through unadorned and evocative lyrics and turns of phrase. It’s music for deep Prairie nights and smoky downstairs bars; ‘Americana noir’ that conjures dark country and punk spirits. Haunting melodies are bathed in reverb-soaked guitar and psychedelic echoes, creating a familiar, haunting murder ballad-esque atmosphere. Moranz’s songs are precisely crafted and roughly hewn from the timbers of broken-down barns and isolated roadhouses. Songs of isolation, beauty and despair on her latest EP Quiet capture the tenor of the times and uncover the profound hidden in plain sight, like whispered confessions.
Biography by Kerry Clarke