Sinister and sincere, Play Til You Win is the much anticipated first full-length album by New York songwriter and visual artists Cassandra Jenkins, out April 7 via Cassandra Complex.
Ghosts of George Harrison’s All Things Must Pass haunt the record’s melodies as a constant stylistic lodestar, with nods woven throughout to Lee Hazelwood’s Hollywood-and-Vine country surrealism or Angeles Badalamenti and David Lynch’s work for Julie Cruise, resulting in a tapestry that is “tender and trance like” (Interview Magazine).
It was the Nudie-besuited Gram Parsons, one of several patron saints lovingly looking over and bestowing their grace over Play Till You Win, who famously declared when asked if he played “country rock,” that he preferred to call what he played “cosmic American music”. What makes Cassandra’s new collection stand out from fellow acolytes of psychedelic burritos and dusty journeys through gilded palaces of sin, is that her vision and scope of influences are broad, idio-syncratic and ever-changing. Not to speak of her unique background—she grew up in Manhattan, in a family of jazz musicians. Much like Parsons, Cassandra uses the clarity and smoldering sense of longing conveyed by her “smokey vocals”(NPR) to transcend her urban surroundings in order to connect to a deeper, quintessentially American vein of expression.
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