Silver Ladders＜Metallic Vinyl＞

Harpist Mary Lattimores albums under her own name have often continued the spirit of collaboration she developed while working for years as a guest on other artists albums. Though her songs often evoke a feeling of solitary contemplation, many of her pieces are born from the spark of playing off the creative energy of a peer. With Silver Ladders, Lattimore worked with Slowdives Neil Halstead on a collection of solo compositions and joint improvisations that funnel into an album of reflective, autumnal bittersweetness. The album was recorded at Halsteads studio on an old airfield in Cornwall, England, and the production is spacious. This sometimes enhances the eeriness in Lattimores playing, with songs like Sometimes Hes Still in My Dreams hanging in a state of cavernous melancholy. Her patient harp figures are complimented by occasional understated accompaniment from Halstead on guitar and synth. The bedding of soft synth pads that begins Chop on the Climbout adds support more than it makes any statement of its own, creating a soft landscape for Lattimores delay-effected harp notes to fall on like gentle raindrops. Subtle production twists are hidden throughout Silver Ladders, adding nuance and depth with sounds that might get missed the first time around. This takes the form of deep waves of bass synth that slowly rise up in the mix through layers of multi-tracked harps on Til a Mermaid Drags You Under, or the distant lingering organ chords that hang in the background of the title track. Lattimores melodies are both restrained and emotionally dense, evoking scenes of quiet beaches, early-morning rumination, and warm rooms in small houses with cold winter raging outside. The wordless storytelling of Silver Ladders is one of its most intriguing elements, pulling emotional gravity from expert arrangement of minimal sounds. The wandering, ambient nature of Lattimores music could turn into forgettable background music in the hands of a less intuitive player, but Silver Ladders doesnt require close listening to locate its emotional currents. Its a gorgeous immersion in loneliness, solitude, and perseverance that immediately sets a mood and could soundtrack the entirety of the colder seasons. ~ Fred Thomas