You'd best learn the name Aubrie Sellers now, because you're probably
going to be hearing it a lot soon. Sellers drops her debut album,
entitled New City Blues, today, but she's already had a lot of hype and momentum behind her for months. Last November, Rolling Stone named her an "artist you need to know," and even the normally trend-averse Saving Country Music listed her debut among their most anticipated albums of the year. There is, perhaps, an air of nepotism in the promotion for New City Blues.
After all, Sellers was indoctrinated into Nashville's inner circle from
birth. Her mother is country singer Lee Ann Womack (of "I Hope You
Dance Fame"), while her dad, Jason Sellers, has written songs for
Lonestar, Kenney Chesney, Reba McEntire, and Rascal Flatts, to name a
few. Add the fact that Aubrie's stepdad is Frank Liddell—the go-to
producer for acts like Miranda Lambert and Eli Young Band, and the man
behind the boards for New City Blues—and this girl having a country music career was about as close to a sure thing as you could get.
What's refreshing about Aubrie Sellers, though, is that she doesn't sound like
someone who spent her entire youth hearing country music on the radio
and being whisked from one studio to the next for her parents' recording
sessions. While there are absolutely traces of authentic Nashville
country on New City Blues, Sellers delivers the majority of the
record like someone who just rolled into town for the first time last
month. In other words, she's not content to chase trends or imitate
anyone—even though she probably could have become a radio darling in the
space of three weeks if she had gone into the studio with Liddell and
made something that sounded like the last Miranda Lambert record.
Rather, she brings an unpredictable edge to these songs, and the result
is one of the most confident and fully realized debuts I've heard in a
decade.
Bravely, for an artist who is bound to get the bulk of her recognition
from country music listeners, Sellers scatters most of the outright
country songs toward the back half of New City Blues. Her most
traditional moment, the radiant "Like the Rain," is also probably the
record's best song, but it's pointedly placed in the penultimate slot,
where its wistful, dusky mood can have the most striking impact. First
single "Loveless Rolling Stone" is also pushed back to the
album's second half, as are lovely ballads like "Humming Song" and
"Something Special." The message is clear: Sellers wants you to know
that she can deliver flowing choruses and plaintive lyrics about love
gone wrong as well as anyone in Nashville right now. But she also wants you to know that she doesn't need to lean on those types of songs to deliver a killer country music debut.
Instead, the bread and butter of New City Blues is loud, bustling
rock 'n' roll. Sellers calls her debut "garage country," and that's
about as apt a descriptor as any. Suffice to say that, if I didn't know
Liddell had produced the album, I might have checked for Jack White's
name somewhere in the liner notes. The album opens with an extended,
patient intro of clanging guitar chords, before settling into the swampy
mid-tempo groove of "Light of Day." Sellers then proceeds to pound out
two more unapologetic guitar-driven numbers (the fast-paced,
harmonica-assisted blues of "Sit Here and Cry" and the sultry, angry
surge of "Paper Doll") before she even starts thinking about slowing
things down. These songs are foot-tapping, head-bobbing rockers, singed
with buzzsaw guitar riffs and pounding drums that don't even resemble
Nashville. Hell, the album's first overt country song—track four, a
Kacey Musgraves-style mid-tempo ballad called "Losing Ground"—sounds
like it could have come from an entirely different artist than whoever
recorded those first three songs.
As New City Blues settles in, it becomes clear that Sellers
clustered her most blistering rock tracks at the front of the album to
prove a point. The rest of the record splits the difference between her
Musgraves-y singer/songwriter side and her garage band frontwoman side.
Sure, there's hardly an acoustic guitar anywhere in sight—let alone a
banjo or a fiddle—but there's still a definite twang to songs like
"Dreaming in the Day" that keeps the record from drifting too far from
the country music that is in Sellers' DNA. Mid-album standout "Liar,
Liar" even has Brandy Clark—one of country music's most respected
songwriters, and a talented solo artist in her own right—providing a
co-write. The broody bar jam tackles Clark's personal favorite
subjects—infidelity and demonic men—but is clearly an Aubrie Sellers
song. Featuring a creepily foreboding atmosphere and a commanding vocal
performance ("Liar, liar, womanizer/Bargain bin romanticizer/Spin your
web just like a spider does," goes the album's best line), "Liar, Liar"
is a star-maker of a song.
At 14 tracks, an argument could be made that New City Blues sticks
around for just a hair too long. But for an artist this talented, who
so clearly has multiple different sides of her songcraft to showcase,
the extra bloat is justified. With sharp songwriting, stellar full band
work, lush and loud production, and a bit more variety than the average
country record, New City Blues is the first truly great album of
2016. Add Aubrie's lovely singing—which can in turns be sweet, scathing,
wry, or poignant, depending on the mood of the song—and you've got the
recipe for one hell of a career.
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