California you seem like promised land
You feed my children and you work my hands
When I lay down to pay the final toll
Take my body, leave my soul
~ To California, ellen cherry
Baltimore, MD singer-songwriter ellen cherry puts her history major to good use with her latest recording, (New) Years. Each song in the collection of 12 is designated with a year, and while half are personal reflection within ellen's lifetime, the first six story songs speak from the point of view of women from as far back as 1864.
Whether it's the intimacy of her voice, the stripped down aesthetic of the recording or the poignancy of the story-telling, it doesn't seem to matter what year ellen is singing about, each song is like a familiar, favorite jacket that settles around her shoulders perfectly the moment she puts it on.