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Senayit, Of Body
self-released, Feb. 7

01/19/12
By Eric Saeger news@hippopress.com



Currently working out of the White Mountains in upstate New Hampshire, Senayit Tomlinson probably won’t be here long; she gave up living in her Washington State-moored yacht to help tend to her dad, who’s since died. She’s a New Yorker in every respect anyway, mixed of heritage and artistic influence; she sounds like Bonnie Raitt, looks like a stern yoga teacher, and she has a fourth wheel in her trio who handles stuff like puppets to add… you know, whatever puppets and stuff add to casual bar-music gigs. This is her seventh vanity record, and although I’m far too lazy to research whatever came before, I’m assuming that this one’s not hideously removed from it: half-plugged Peavey-powered chillouts that’d be most at home at a coffee shop that turns into a yuppie mating ground at night, you know, like in some crumbling, quaint Northampton end-of-the-world. The production is a second-thought (all of it sounds first-take), so any “success” (is that even the aim with records like this?) this might find hinges on the songs and the singer, both of which are tolerable enough to headline any crumbling, quaint Northampton end-of-the-world, i.e. this will not be the halftime act at this year’s Super Bowl. B+ —Eric W. Saeger






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