Premature Evaluation: Waxahatchee Tigers Blood

As someone with such a deep reverence for Katie Crutchfield’s music, it has for some reason been difficult for me to find a way to actually write about Tigers Blood. It’s incredible, obviously, the sort of album that makes me tear up if I think about it too much. But it’s also something I’m reticent to poke at in fear of ruining the magic. In some ways, it feels like Crutchfield is making the music that she was always meant to make — the tangled punk poetry on Cerulean Salt , as mu...

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