I am just sitting here in a room letting Angel Olsen’s White Fire float around me like cigar smoke in a broken man’s bar. It’s easy to throw out words like haunting and stunning when you sit and listen to it, but I’m more intrigued by the mystical element to it.
It reminds me of the eyes of this girl–often times we say that we can see into someone’s soul by looking into their eyes and honestly I believe it–but for this girl, I could not see in. It was a mystery that I would find myself staring into and then apologizing when I held eye contact for a beat too long. That’s the vibe I get from this song.
Angel Olsen seems to have mastered a mystical quality in her music. She’s going to be in Denver in this month and she will surely entrance her crowd. For those that won’t see her (in Denver or elsewhere), get her album, Burn Your Fire For No Witness, when you get the chance. It’s worth it.