Taste Test: The Good Graces tell a tale about ‘His Name Was the Color That I Loved’
The Americana collective muse on fleeting snapshots in time with a new song.
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Nearly everything about this life is fleeting. It vanishes in an instant, so all you can do is pull the equally-tattered and faded memories closer to your chest and breathe in the scent. It’s a gutting truth that sometimes takes decades to really learn or understand. As a challenge to her songwriting capabilities, Kim Ware ⏤ the pivotal figure of Americana collective The Good Graces, whose other players tend to shift just like the wind ⏤ crafted a weary and worn, yet undeniably warm, dedication to her father called “His Name Was the Color That I Loved.” “Nothing is certain / Except that we don’t know / And all we have to believe in is home,” sings Ware, a voice both thick like caramel and sharp. She sculpts her words from the very salt of the earthy, flavorful and rich, and in turn, she instructs us to savor each and every moment, too.
“His Name Was the Color That I Loved” samples a new album, Prose & Consciousness, out October 11.
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