Shelley Short’s newest project was forged in a little town on the Oregon coast, where the house and studio of musical polymath Peter Broderick sits on the lee side of great sand dunes that slope down to meet the raging grey unpredictable Pacific Ocean. Broderick, after hooked by her last covers record, made contact and invited her out there to see if they might work on something. “In an age when tradition is often foregone, Shelley seems to be able to look back and find meaningful guidance in the ways of the past,” he says, “I think this is where that nourishing feeling came from as I listened to her vinyl in the spring. There’s an intangible wisdom in the folk traditions, and what a joy it is to spend time with someone who carries some of that. In person and on record.”
The prospect of recording at the coast gave Shelley a new sense of purpose. Songs started forming organically around the universal feelings of longing, death, freedom, inequality and acceptance of change. Just like the ones of the musical heroes that were coming out of her car stereo around that time: Connie Converse, Jake Thackray and The Space Lady. The impressive landscape on the drive from the city to the coast seemed to embody these ideals as well. The plaintive folk song Death was written whilst journeying out there one rainy night. She remembers, “as I drove along a little cliff, with only a small brick wall dividing me from a fall way down into the choppy waves, I wondered what would happen if I sneezed right now and veered off a few feet to the right? Would the waves take me to a place only death will allow you? Who else would be there?”
The two worked easy and well together. Broderick is known for his lush and inventive orchestrations but the production became a collaborative effort. They both improvised with the studio’s vast instrument collection using drums, miscellaneous percussion, violin, synthesizers, bass, lap steel, and musical saw. Stand out track Book Under a Tree is a good example of this, a simple enough lyric but with Short’s keyboard and drum machine arrangement and Broderick’s production it flowered into a nostalgic pulse of melancholic wonder.
What stands now is Short’s most vivid and assured song collection to date. What first strikes the listener with any of her albums is her evocative siren voice but Pacific City is further testament to her growth as a songwriter. Poetry that’s deceptively simple, recalling old scratchy folk traditions, equal parts fairytale and modern world reverie.
released August 11, 2017
Shelley Short - vocals, guitars, synthesizer, percussion, piano, pump organ
Peter Broderick - vocals, drums, percussion, violin, synthesizers, bass, lap steel, musical saw
Heather Broderick - rhodes & vocals (Muddy River)
Brian Mumford - guitar & sounds (Death)
Darren Hanlon - vocals (Hills and Tracks)
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Peter Broderick at The Sparkle, Woods, OR
The songwriting here is impeccable, both left-turn adventurous and willing to settle into a groove.
Wry observations about bugs give way to poignant observations of existential insignificance. Haley's observations feel at once universal and intimate, all delivered with a voice that dares to soar and crumble at once.
Thanks for this. Roswell Greeniaus
Courtney has really delivered a gem in this record. This collection of songs feels tight and cohesive. Highlights for me are "How Quickly Your Heart Mends" and "Table For One". What has always struck me about Courtney's music is that the melodies sound like the lyrics feel; from the arrangements to the delivery, you won't be disappointed! David Johnson