A Girl Called Eddy - A Girl Called Eddy (2004)

Oooooh, how lush can you get? If you want to wallow in bitter-sweet song stressing, revel in the barbed wire kisses and mink lined lacerations of a frighteningly bright woman, then get your head in here. `Eddy' or not, Eddy is a real woman and also a cracking songwriter. The music is sublime, the production is superb, why anyone, and I include people who have spent a long time sniffing glue, could buy an allegedly similar female-singer-songwriter `product' before this, is beyond my understanding, listen to 'Girls Can Really Tear You Up Inside', savagely winsome and helplessly beautiful, fatalistic charm captured, digitally, forever, for you. A complete and completely fine record, 'Heartache' recalls the genius of Karen Carpenter, 'Life Thru The Same Lens' makes Carole King sound like some tawdry tin pan alley cat. A Girl Called Eddy is the album and the artist that redefines the female writer-performer slot.