Those of us who live in Portland are blessed to inhabit a region teeming with musical talent, arrayed across a wide variety of genres. You want lumberjack-inspired indie folk? We got you covered. That semi-famous chamber pop group? Sorry, you’re going to have to be more specific. Garage rock bands? You get one free with any purchase of $50 or more at New Seasons.
But one area where Portland is traditionally lacking is pop music. Sure, we have a plethora of -pop suffixed sub-genres, but when it comes to the emotive, feelingsy stuff that we tend to favor here at FRIDAYNIGHTSALONE, it can be hard to come by.
Thank god, then, for Sara Jackson-Holman and her new album, Didn’t Go To The Party, which dropped last week. Given the theme of this blog, the album deserves a nod for its title alone, but I’ve really been digging the title track, as well. SJH’s vocals are the perfect mix of singer-songwriter and breathy chanteuse, like Daughter meets Lana Del Rey – the perfect soundtrack for evenings when the days grow shorter and the nights grow colder. Although if I were you, I’d recommended falling asleep on the couch, not on the backseat your friend’s van.
Sara Jackson-Holman recently opened for Yael Naim at Doug Fir Lounge, and she’ll be headlining at Mississippi Studios on October 19. You can get tickets here.