You Call That Dark

On her fourth full-length, {singer/songwriter} Kate Jacobs wraps her twee, plaintive voice around 13 new songs, 12 of which she wrote, one of which she borrowed the lyrics from William Shakespeare. Produced by Dave Schramm, who also handles most of the guitar chores here, You Call That Dark might be called a continuation of the literate, pop Americana evidenced on her earlier records, particularly 1998's Hydrangea. You Call That Dark was six years in the making; during that time, Jacobs got married, had children, and engaged life in the biggest ways possible as a result. The people who tell their stories, or tell them to Jacobs, are the people you live with in families, in relationships, that you grew up with and/or encounter in the supermarket or drugstore. They offer all manner paradox such as in Helen Has a House, Your Big Sister, The Silent Hills, and Let Dusty Be Your Guide, and I Walk in Fear. With pianos, guitars, violins, clarinets, organs, xylophones, and bass and drums, of course, Jacobs offers not slices of lives, but entire lives lived in the gaps between perceptions of reality and desire. She finds them much as they are, whether they accept it or not. The dull ache in the grain of her voice is a wish that these people, who are all her and us, could just accept life on its own terms and move on into their destiny, no matter how small or great. The great tenderness and empathy in these songs is a gift to the listener. Jacobs and her collaborators aren't interested in morals or lessons, just in the telling of stories that would otherwise go untold, let alone unheard. You Call That Dark is not overly precious, but it is a record by a songwriter with a remarkable sense of equanimity when it comes to her protagonists, and with a heart that is large enough to hold a space for all of these characters, come what may. You Call That Dark is, in its quiet yet unflinching way, simply stunning. ~ Thom Jurek, All Music Guide