Birmingham, Alabama, singer-songwriter Katie Crutchfield is one of those DIY musicians that works out of bedrooms and tiny studios, where they write and record intensely personal songs that resonate and rattle with the kind of bounce that quickly settles into a rhythm.
Waxahatchee's 2013 album, Cerulean Salt, looked at loss of innocence, and Ivy Tripp continues, chronologically, such a theme with a suite of songs that focus on what Crutchfield sees as the lack of direction (in life and career as much as anything else) of people in her general age bracket.
The songs highlight genuine concerns (being overwhelmed and distressed by certain situations), and while all are sonically phrased in perhaps too typical genre traditions such as folk and pop each is as rewarding and enriching as the other.
