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Allo Darlin': We Come From the Same Place [Slumberland, 2014]
Elizabeth Morris seeks only to find fame as our mellifluous songpoet of sane love--modest fame, because sane she is. If you're one of the modest number who think it possible to make unfailingly tuneful, moderately uptempo Rickenbacker-rock of such poetic strokes as "I think you're brave," "I wanted to impress you," "I am grateful for that," and "Please believe me I've never said this before," you will love her with all the suspension your disbelief can muster. If you don't, she's too good for you. The latter isn't great for her numbers and she knows it. But she'll settle. A-