There's an inescapably seductive quality to Angela Correa's songs; despite the fact that every song she writes is downtempo and melancholy, she has produced forty-five minutes of mellowness rather than full sedation.
Correatown is ten beautiful, earthy tunes, stripped bare musically and emotionally, that trudge along at the pace of a wounded deer. Only Correa's endlessly soothing voice and the strength of her bittersweet songs allows her to avoid the pitfalls of a "downer" album.
Correa hails from San Diego, a town that boasts an impressive collection of singer-songwriters: Liz Janes, J Turtle, Castanets (Ray Raposa) and that Jason Mraz fellow all compete with her for coffee shop stage time. Maybe it's the fact that San Diego's weather is exactly the same every day, but all of these artists, Correa included, attack their music as if they're on the tail end of a vicodin bender. When you hear the droning organ on "Hardship to Be You", you'll realize that time simply isn't an issue for Correa. Similarly, "Mercurial Heart"'s sparse guitars and "Night Light"'s wispy vocals suggest a world where the seasons never change, the hours don't pass and the only causes for concern are heartache and depression -- two things Correa understands well.
