"The
Lady to Watch":
And while her name might make you
think of an umbrella, her music will inspire slightly
more complex imagery. Rykarda Parasol plays what sounds
like gothic jazz - dark and smooth, with a touch of
whimsical Americana and chamber pop. Her voice draws
an easy comparison to Nico in the days of the Velvet
Underground or PJ Harvey circa anytime, but with a
lighter edge and range of sound. In a way, Rycarda
Parasol blends Tom Waits' noir tendencies with Nick
Cave's stinging rock, but maintains uniqueness with
the fact that she's, you know, female."
Tapzcan.info,
Krackow, Poland. Interview and Performance Clips May
2008:
Gazeta,
Warsaw, Poland, 2008.
Soon
she is likely to be the premier rock femme fatale.
Rykarda Parasol played a great concert.
Listening to her live is an extraordinary experience.
Her music is poetry that goes beyond rock’n’roll,
as Nick Cave’s music. With it’s dark music
concert Rykarda Parasol in CDQ was like a lost scene
straight from a David Lynch film, where reality is
mixed with sleeping." Read
More here >
Undisputed
Album of the Year, 2007 ***** Westzeit,
Germany's premiere rock magazine
A
sexy woman with an exotic name. Rykarda Parasol could've
stopped right there and I would've been sold. But
nooo, she had to throw in her amazing voice too. The
sound of Rykarda Parasol and the Tower Ravens can
be compared to Johnny Cash, Igmar Bergman and contemporaries
like Cat Power and Bat For Lashes. It's Southern Gothic
meets Southern Baptist with a stinging shot of Nick
Cave for good measure. "Hannah Leah," from
her 2006 album, Our Hearts First Meet, is a sweeping
epic with dark lyrics and beautiful choral arrangements.
Perfect music for the approaching winter. Rykarda
is currently working on a new album with the producer
of Spoon and Trail of the Dead.
Buy
the full-length album, and wrap yourself in your Rykarda's
warm voice, like a blanket. Oh so good.
Rolling
Stone
Jan. 2008, Germany
3.5 stars
DailyCandy.com:
"Sweetest Things of 2008"
Swampland
Zine, April 2008
The April issue has interviews with Rykarda, Bellmer
Dolls, and Jail Weddings. Rykarda's interview with
Ashlee Elfman is posted
here >
"Rykarda
Parasol has the voice of a woman who knows the weight
of a gun, and the weight of a heavy
heart. Her rugged, romantic ballads draw frequent
comparisons to the likes of Cash and Cave, and although
these comparisons seem to be handed out too freely
these days, Ms. Parasol has definitely earned her
stripes with her last contribution, Our Hearts First
Meet... Sometimes painful and impulsive, yet always
beautiful, Ms. Parasol offers up an array of soul
plunging songs for those that enjoy their music genuine
and unafraid." - Ashlee Elfman
Rolling
Stone Magazine Top Ten,
April 2008
Rolling Stone Germany asked Rykarda Parasol to list
her top ten records and songs. Read
here >
Music
in Belgium4-1/2
stars
"Un titre comme "Hannah Leah" ne manquera
pas de vous captiver. Le chant de Rykarda nous titille
les tympans, l'ambiance est hypnotique, impossible
de ne pas avoir envie de chanter avec elle tant le
refrain nous capture dans ses filets. Dans la voix
de la chanteuse, il y a un petit côté
Marianne Faithfull mais aussi des empreintes bien
PJ Harvey. Ainsi sur "Night on Red River",
elle module, elle varie, et puis elle a toujours ce
côté captivant dont on ne ressort pas
vivant. Elle assure la guitare rythmique, Greg Benitz
s'occupant des guitares d'habillement assurant de
petites plaintes jouissives. Quelques vocalises transcendent
le tout sur la fin." - read
more here >
CJM,
Poland . May 2008:
"This
woman can change your life"
"Ta
kobieta mozľe zmienic´ twoje zľycie. W czasach,
kiedy kobiety musza„ s´piewac´ jak anio?y
a me„zľczyz´ni jak kobiety, taki g?os, porównywany
z Nico czy PJ Harvey musi przykuwac´ uwage„.
Muzyke„ Pani Parasol skojarzymy zapewne z Nickiem
Cave'em, Black Heart Procession czy nawet Johnnym
Cashem, jej folkowy, ale mroczny songwriting (nazywany
"folk-noir") przyprawia o ge„sia„ skórke„,
s´piewa o rzeczach, o których inni wola„
zapomniec´..." Read
More here >
CJM,
Poland. CD Review May 2008:
"Like
Greg Dulli, Rykarda Parasol proposes tough, dark stories
around the oscillating existential - at best, exotic
opium."
"Rock-noir
jak sama okres´la swoja„ muzyke„, z poparciem
stoja„cego w cieniu bandu The Tower Ravens, to adekwatne
okres´lenie, bo brak tu rzeczywis´cie
pierwiastka popu, przes?uchanie ca?os´ci nie
zawsze jest przyjemne, potrafi zme„czyc´ i odrzucic´.
Jednakzľe raczej nie na sta?e, jako zľe równa„
i spójna„ powierzchnie„ g?ównego konceptu
przecinaja„ tu i ówdzie naprawde„ s´wiezľe
rzeczy. Mówie„ tu o paru faworytach funkcjonuja„cych
sprawnie poza albumem: ws´ciek?e "Night
On Red River" (w?as´nie tak PJ powinna
udawac´ Cave'a w spódnicy - "love"
w tych ustach kazľe na serio uciekac´), "Lullaby
for Blacktail" (zmierzchaja„ce alt-country umraczniaja„ce
Yo La Tengo szczypta„ nowej fali), "Weeding Time"
(niemal slow-core'owy numer prezentowany szerszej
publice przez Rojka w którejs´ z audycji
Roxy FM). ..." Read
More here >
Screenagers,
Warsaw, Poland, May 2008
"Zacze„?o
sie„ od dwóch premierowych kompozycji –
„Maggie” i „Rope Around Me”,
które w mgnieniu oka zburzy?y opinie„, jakoby
Rykarda by?a zaledwie kolejna„ kopia„ Cat Power. Masywne
brzmienie i agresywna linia melodyczna oraz linia
wokalna wzbogacana osobliwymi, plemiennymi przys´piewami
Wymonda i Zacha estetyke„ bardziej w strone„ Nicka
Cave’a, PJ Harvey czy takich grup jak Dresden
Dolls, choc´ nad ca?os´cia„ unosi? sie„
specyficzny, gotycki klimat przywo?uja„cy na mys´l
twórczos´c´ Nico... Sama Rykarda
wysz?a na jeszcze jeden bis, podczas którego
wykona?a juzľ bez zespo?u bardzo nastrojowa„ piosenke„."
Read
More here >
the
Onion, Oct '07: "...local
singer-songwriter Rykarda Parasol is such an intriguing
anomaly, injecting her songs with just enough Siouxsie,
Nick Cave, and old-school Johnette Napolitano
to make them as spooky as she intended. Her debut
full-length, Our Hearts First Meet, which was made
with the assistance of people like Colleen Brown (Pale
Saints) and Eric Drew Feldman (Captain Beefheart,
Pere Ubu), came out last year."
MP3.com,
Jan '08: San Francisco's Rykarda Parasol
performs intimate versions of her vampish "rock
noir" sound exclusively for MP3.com Live.
Rykarda
Parasol follows in the tradition of Nick Cave's deep-throated
murder ballads. But Parasol's sound seems to have
been perfected on the extradimensional stage of the
David Lynch-created Black Lodge.
Raw,
emotive, and visceral all aptly describe Parasol's
captivating cigarette-and-gin-coated voice--a voice
perfectly suited for songs of unrequited love, disappearance,
and revenge. "
Regioactive,
Germany , Jan '08: Längst sind die Tage
vergangen, in denen Frauen nur von Friede, Freude
und Eierkuchen singen konnten. Die Hoch-Zeiten von
Genie in a Bottle, I’m Not a Girl, Not Yet a
Woman – und wie sie alle hießen –
sind längst vorbei. Und sowieso: es ist Winter.
Draußen ist es kalt und schmuddelig, die Stimmung
ist gedrückt. Höchste Zeit für Lynchjustiz,
Untreue, Verrat und Heroin. Zeit für Rykarda
Parasol! Die junge Singer-Songwriterin trifft mit
ihrem Country-Noir perfekt die Jahreszeit. Und auch
die zunächst ungewöhnlich anmutende Stimme
Parasols, die man durchaus mit Nick Cave vergleichen
kann (was hinsichtlich des Geschlechts zwar etwas
grotesk wirken mag), spiegelt eine eisige Kälte
wider. Die Besetzung ist ungewöhnlich und faszinierend.
Mit Gitarre, Piano, Orgel, Akkordeon, Geige, Cello,
Theremin und Schlagzeug versetzen Rykarda Parasol
und ihre Tower Ravens en Hörer in eine schlechtere
Welt, in der man sich verlieren möchte. Einzelne
Lieder aus diesem Album herauszugreifen fällt
extrem schwer, da alle durch ein hervorragendes Songwriting
und Individualität glänzen. Dennoch sind
die Ballade Janis, Don't Go Back mit der schönen
Pianobegleitung, Cello und der Zweistimmigkeit, Hannah
Leah mit dem eingängigen Refrain und Night on
Red River mit seinen schreienden Gitarren zu nennen.
Im Mai werden Rykarda Parasol & the Tower Ravens
auch in Deutschland auf Tour sein. Also Augen aufhalten
und hingehen.
Wertung: + + + + (Sarina Pfiffi)
Goth
Americana badass Rykarda Parasol has a perfect flair
for drama, which the Cafe du Nord counters perfectly
with its speakeasy Old Hollywood vibe, glittering
tabletop candles and deep red walls. She emerged around
11PM from behind curtains I had never seen shut at
the venue, effectively posed to strike the most powerful
and attractive presence possible.
Her
voice is husky and imperfect, reminiscent of Nico's,
but perfect just because of its ability to captivate.
Parasol bites off snarls and screams, weaving each
note with vividly dark images, some that you could
foresee, because her tales of woe and bad deeds are
as old as time itself. It's the playfulness in her
tone is what makes Rykarda Parasol magnetic, as heard
in "Candy Gold" or the wolfishly delivered
high notes in "Texas Midnight Radio."
Parasol
was a steady force amidst the Tower Ravens... Ryan
Dylla, on drums, was vicious in his performance, lifting
his hands high above his head, crashing down like
some god of thunder. Bassist Zach Brewer matched her
voice, his backing vocals seeming like Gregorian chants
at times.
The
band ended a mesmerizing and well-calculated set with
Parasol's casual turn around and pose, HATE scrawled
white across the back of her black tube dress. But
as she told us during the set, Parasol's not known
for making friends.
TK
Accidental.com, Nov. 10th, 2007:
Rykarda Parasol sounds,
looks, and makes me feel pretty badass.
A sultry baratone underscored by a healthy portion
of down-to-earth guitars, piano, even a wurlitzer.
Where more radio-friendly pop songstresses have
tread upon the ‘dirty sultry country diva’
with not-so-subtle steps, Rykarda inherits,
embraces and then masters this persona within
a few bars and then reaches for others. Our
Hearts is neither country, nor rock; not blues
nor folk, nor is it a combination of these things.
It is their child, an album made of it’s
own stuff, formed by waves of influence from
the dark corners of American music.
It’s easy to identify the similarities
to other indie female artists, but these seem
only skin-deep. The album’s arrangements,
on the whole, are fuller, a complex expression
and tribute to their heritage, rather than a
clumsy hodgepodge of retrohip sounds culled
from the current buzz genres. Parasol shows
incredible vocal range, from smokey and bitter
on Hannah Leah to downright operatic on Lullaby
for Blacktail, her voice commands every song
- never masculine but without a trace of virginity.
Close
to a quarter of the songs on the album make
reference to Texas, a Texas of distant, intagible
memory. Still, it makes a refreshing stand-in
for some a faceless lost love. Indeed if there
is one driving force behind the album, it would
seem to be its connectedness to the sorrow and
darkness of this country. From lonely life in
Travis County to the lovelessness on Avenue
A, Rykarda channels the misery of America.
For
all its gloom, Our Hearts First Meet finds beauty
in its twisted homeland. Parasol might make
you believe that we’re stronger than we’ve
been giving ourselves credit for, that perhaps
there’s more to our story than we think.
7x7 Magazine Cover, July 2007: Rykarda Parasol:
The Americana Beauty by Melissa Goldstein See
the full article here >
CRAWDADDY,
June 2007: Rykarda Parasol: The
Underhanded Heroine
by Tony DuShane.
Some
of her songs start slow and draw you in, swaying to
her ballad, then break into driving rock rhythms where
she calls the demons up from her kidneys and wails
her confessions, and when she has you by the throat,
everything drops back to the minimal ballad. She then
gives you time to catch your breath with her slide
guitar backed songs, reminiscent of a few tracks off
of Mother Juno by Gun Club.
"If
Nick Cave had a uterus and was impregnated by Johnny
Cash, Rykarda Parasol would be their talented daughter
with the low voice."
"Debiutancki
album pochodza„cej z Kalifornii artystki "Our
Hearts First Meet" to pozycja obowia„zkowa dla
fanów mrocznego grania spod znaku Black Heart
Procession, Crime And The City Solution, Cat Power,
Nicka Cave'a czy PJ Harvey." Read
More here >
Neue
Scheiben, Germany, June 2007: In einer Zeit, in der Frauen
gehalten sind zu singen wie Engelchen und Männer
wie Frauen, fällt di dunkle, kernige Stimme von
Rykarda besonders auf und ruft einem Namen wie Siouxsie
oder Patti Smith in Erinnerung. Als “Rock Noir”
bezeichnet die in San Francisco lebende Sangerin mit
schwedisch-israelischen Wurzeln ihren Stil. Rykarda
Themen sind Zumeist eher dustere wie verhängnisvolles
Leben, Isolation und Tod, was gut zu ihrem mit Folk
und einer gehörigen Portion Blue gedopten Rocksound
passt. “Our Hearts First Meet” strahlt
viel Energie aus und eigniges an Potenzial. Das Songwriting
wirkt über die gesamte Strecke etwas schablonenhaft,
doch die intensive Interpretation kann das durchaus
wettmachen.
OOR,
Netherlands, 2007: Our Hearts First Meet (THREE
RING/IMPORT)
Positieve aandacht op diverse Amerikaanse muzieksites
heeft nog niet tot een Nederlandse distributiedeal
geleid, maar deze Our Hearts First Meet is een van
de fraaiste platen uit de importbakken van de laatste
tijd.
Mission
Creek Music Festival Show Review, June '07: An
appreciative Rykarda Parasol headlined the show, thanking
the crowd for staying for her set. It was a thanks
not needed, though, as Parasol, backed by her band
The Tower Ravens, delivered a great, if abridged,
set reminding me to go back and give Our Hearts First
Meet yet another spin. My most recent experience seeing
Rykarda live was her solo performance at a Bay Bridged
Presents show. While that setting emphasized the more
intimate elements in her songwriting, Thursday night’s
set emphasized the rock side, delivering some great
droning guitar work and emotive group vocals. SEE
VIDEO HERE >
SF
Bay Guardian Interview, Jan 4, 2007: I heart your
dark side: Don't mix up the singer with her
song, but do fall for Rykarda Parasol - by DS Davidson.
So
yeah, I was intimidated a bit. Our Hearts First Meet
feels like literature to me: it makes me think of
William Faulkner, Flannery O'Connor, and — I'm
a little reticent to say it because I think she gets
this a lot— Nick Cave ... Read
it here >
LunaKafe,
Norway, Jan 4, 2007: Rykarda Parasol, Our Hearts
First Meet: A
few years ago I reviewed Parasol's debut EP and predicted
her album could be a classic. Here it is then. It
expands on the EP and the sound is magnificent. Parasol
has the delivery of a classic femme fatale and the
musicians support her well.
"Hannah
Leah" is like a lost PJ Harvey song, all bluesy
mood and haunted atmospherics. "Lullaby for Blacktail"
is sweetly despondent, echoing of lonely roads and
strange meetings. Parasol sounds like a female Nick
Cave here. "Candy Gold" is a little more
upbeat but not necessarily happy. It's nonetheless
catchy and pretty. "How Does a Woman Fall?"
is plaintively sung and played like a modern torch
song.
My
question is answered. Parasol's album is a classic
of its kind with only quality tracks on offer.
Intervista
raccolta da: Marianna "Hag Of Death Valley"
Notarangelo"Il viaggio fisico e interiore. Per
me uno scotch, grazie. Tu che prendi, Rykarda?"
E'
così che mi sarebbe piaciuto condurre questa
intervista. Non bevo scotch ma avrei fatto finta di
saperlo apprezzare accompagnata dall'espressione (altrettanto
finta) di chi sa bere. Sedute a un tavolo di legno,
in una locanda stile coloniale di San Francisco. Ma
anche sorseggiando una birra a Golden Gate Park. Mi
è toccato farlo via mail (sì, alla NerdsAirlines
era tutto pieno). In un contesto sterile che dà
sì la possibilità di creare connections
e interagire con artisti ma che - ahimè - dà
anche luogo ad equivoci e spiegazioni segmentate.
A me ricostruire, a me chiarire, a me affrettarmi
a segnalare un fraintendimento. E' stata la volta
di Rykarda Parasol. Da San Francisco. Caschetto asimmetrico
biondo platino e lineamenti vagamente orientaleggianti.
Ma che importanza ha. Siamo in transizione, in viaggio.
Non si è di nessun posto, non si viene da nessun
luogo. "Our Hearts First Meet" (Three Ring
Records) è il titolo del suo primo full length
album. Un'ora di perdizione. Quindici tracce, un viaggio
di etiliche ballate noir. Fatte di fumo e condensa,
di polvere e veleno. Un cantato corposo, cinereo,
sensuale si sprigiona da un cuore errante trafitto
da rovi e rose. I grandi spazi del southwest (che
tanto ricordo con affetto) e quel sorso di whisky
a mandar giù spleen e spine nocive. Il resto
è qui, tra le dettagliate, fiere e sicure risposte
di Rykarda Parasol. Da San Francisco. O dal Texas.
O da ogni altra parte. Our hearts first meet. E poi
il resto. Read
the interview here >
TwoWayMonologues.com,
Dec. 2006:
I
love this album. Really, I don’t even want to
write anymore than that – just leave you all
hanging, so that you would always wonder and then
make yourself go and listen to it. Rykarda Parasol
(not the easiest name to remember) is the throaty
singer-songwriter at the front of this folk/goth act...
The stories that these songs tell take you into places
and situations that you don’t want to be in,
or would be uncomfortable in. “En Route”
tells the story of a woman being the only one with
dry eyes at her man’s funeral. “Night
on Red River” really makes you think of walking
down cold unfriendly streets – alone and nervous.
“Lonesome Place” touches on race issues,
telling the story of a Klansman’s attack and
a lynching, the Klansman saying “nigger/look
me in the face/tell me you believe in the great white
race.”.... Dark, brooding, haunting, ambient
and intelligent – that’s how I want to
sum up this one. -M. Kara.
The
Owl Mag, Aug. 31 2006:
With
vocals both unsettling and sublime, Rykarda Parasol
beckons us to share her place overlooking the whistling,
barren Texan plains at dusk in her promising debut
release. Comparisons to PJ Harvey and Nick Cave are
commonplace and inevitable, though Parasol lends a
distinctly delicate quality to her weighty, blues-inspired
compositions both lyrically and vocally. "Lullaby
for Blacktail" and "How Does a Woman Fall?"
showcase Parasol's mastery of combining whisky-tinged
masculine vocals with those more distant, soothing
and feminine. A highlight is the haunting "Hannah
Leah", which serves as a creepy introduction
to the album with swooning instrumentals as accompaniment.
Perhaps the clearest example of Parasol's penchant
for the blues, and certainly the sultriest vocals,
can be found in the Langston Hughes-inspired "Lonesome
Place", which chugs by as a ghost-train in the
desert. If no other song induces chills, this will.
K-FUEL,
Oct
2006: Découverte
en 2003 par une reprise hantée et fascinante
du "She's Like Heroin to Me" du Gun Club
figurant sur son premier maxi, la ravissante Rykarda
avait provoqué chez moi la montée d'un
désir noir. Cet album comble toutes mes attentes.
Pourtant le challenge était loin d'être
aisé. L'univers de Rykarda Parasol est très
connoté, profondément balisé
par les Bad Seeds et porté par un accent proche
de PJ Harvey. L'écriture aiguisée et
un sens de la mélodie envoûtante emportent
toutes ces références dans un torrent
d'oubli . L'album navigue entre ballades orageuses
et tableaux intimistes. A l'instar de Thalia Zedek,
Rykarda nous conte des histoires sombres sur un mode
mélancolique et onirique. Quand je pense qu'on
fait tout un pataquès autour de Cat Power et
que personne ne se penche sur ce disque, ça
me donne des frissons. Aurait-elle la même poisse
que Thalia ??? Ecoutez une fois "Weeding Time"
et savourez cette idylle naissante avec Rykarda Parasol.
Fait rare actuellement, l'album comporte 15 plages
et aucun morceau superflu. Du swamp rock très
très classe. En fait,.Rykarda réussit
là ou Opal, et Mazzy Star ont échoué...
A bon entendeur..
Delusions
of Adeequacy, Aug. 18, 2006:
Our
Hearts First Meet is Rykarda Parasol’s first
full length after the Ep Here She Comes, but it sounds
as though it should be the soundtrack to a noir film.
A gothic instrumental introduction makes way for the
first vocal track, “Hannah Leah,” that
opens with sparse acoustic guitars and Parasol’s
smoky yet sensual voice. The song is soon transformed
into a dark, cinematic tale when Parasol’s haunting
vocals are joined by a piano and then layers of lush
harmonies during the chorus. I got a chill when I
heard the piano enter the scene for the first time
during the lines “Toodle loo / They’ve
all abandoned you.” The song not only has an
amazing amount of depth and soul, but it sounds perfect
with her deep voice...
...The
dark and depressing material treats Parasol well.
Her voice reaches out in a way that will send a chill
up your spine. In “Night on Red River,”
Parasol turns to anger as she grits her teeth and
hisses her lines above the persistent guitars and
banging piano keys. The chilling voices near the end
of the track sound like the wind whistling through
distant trees at night, like ghosts calling out to
the living.
Setting the scene and building up a mood is Rykarda
Parasol’s specialty. Her voice will wrap around
you like a blanket of shadows and give you goose bumps
as you proceed further into the depths of the album.
So turn off the lights, turn up the volume, and get
ready for a complete cinematic experience.
Performer Mag, Live Review.
San Francisco, CA August 3, CD Release:
The elfin chanteuse was in her element as evening’s
hostess, having baked cupcakes with tiny umbrellas
to celebrate the release of her first full-length,
Our Hearts First Meet. She spent a little time adjusting
her band’s equipment out of some very high heels
before strapping on a black guitar and letting loose,
transforming from fairy into fury. Their opener “Night
on Red River” showcased the ferocious power
and range of Parasol’s voice, now rising to
a birdlike warble, now sinking to the warning growl
of a wounded animal. As in the studio, her keen dynamic
sense kept her piling on atmosphere until the storm
clouds burst, releasing a downpour like the torrential
chorus of “Hannah Leah.”
June
15, 2006: Rykarda is on the front page of the SF Chronicle
newspaper and cover girl on 96Hours
Bandwidth inside. see clippings here.
Sometimes
you don't get to choose a band name because
a band name has already chosen you. Such is
the case with San Francisco's romantically
moody rocker Rykarda Parasol... read
more here >
Daily
News Entertainment / Latest
Discs:
Rykarda
Parasol, “Our Hearts First Meet” >
San Francisco’s Parasol, backed by her excellent
band, dazzles with this album Her musical tales, tinged
with darkness, never fail to enthrall. With literate
lyrics she calls to mind a female Nick Cave, though
her voice is far more pleasing. Parasol’s remarkable,
evocative vocals cut right to the heart. There’s
not one weak track, but the haunting “Hannah
Leah” and unnerving “Lonesome Place”
stand out. An amazing work. - Paul Freeman, Sept.
2006
East
Bay Express:Rykarda
Parasol is well versed in tragedy. As the daughter
of a Holocaust survivor and a Swedish mother who obsesses
about death, Parasol was practically born morbid.
So on the San Francisco songwriter's debut album,
Our Hearts First Meet — an extension of her
2003 EP Here She Comes — she can't help but
lasso the listener into her haunted country theater.
With inspiration from a brief time spent in Texas,
the singer and her band build simple arrangements
of piano and guitar to showcase her deep and affecting
voice. No matter what comes out, there's an inclination
to listen. She effortlessly harnesses the attitude
of PJ Harvey, the magnetic power of Nico, and the
whiskey-soaked swagger of Mark Lanegan in her lonesome
tales of heartbreak. In the best moments, like "Weeding
Time," and "Texas Midnight Radio,"
Parasol's voice doesn't force emotion but moves with
the same subtle ease of the music, while "Candy
Gold," the most upbeat song on the album, induces
uncontrollable swaying. She may be obsessed with the
dark side, but on Our Hearts First Meet, that obsession
makes everything seem more alive.
Warped
Reality Magazine in-depth Interview, Aug '06:
Our Hearts First Meet is a haunting
but tenacious record, filled with American ghosts
and old world wonders. Using the larger metaphor
of personal journey to touch on universal themes of
loss, dark secrets and discovery, this spare, deliberate
record slowly gathers in power until it ends with
a gentle but cathartic resolution: “Don’t
cry.”... read
more >
SF
Bay Times: Forlorn twang and torch indie-rock
with gloomy Goth-worthy boo hoo kitty ominous undertones
marks the second release of San Francisco rock noir
goddess Rykarda Parasol. With brooding dark undertones
and a sultry, wanton swagger I wouldn’t turn
my back if I were you.
Belly
by the Bay #12: Click
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The
San Francisco Bay Guardian Picks: Ever
since Stories from the City, Stories from the Sea,
I've been grieving over the loss of the old PJ Harvey,
the one who screamed and slithered her way through
song after song of raw, angsty passion, heart wound
open and bleeding. My ears ache for the original deal,
and while that erstwhile Harvey may never return,
thankfully San Francisco dark chanteuse Rykarda Parasol
has filled this niche for me. A
genuine musical force in her own right with a Harvey-laced
smokiness to her voice, Parasol weaves gothic, bluesy
tales of desire and strength, compassion and solitude.
She's just what I need. - Eliana Fiore
SF
Weekly:
(Rykarda
Parasol) and her band appear totally comfortable with
their love of darkness. Their songs will be about
death, their instrumentation will be compare favorably
to Nick Cave and the bad Seeds, and their vocalist
will be compared against a wide range of influences,
including Nico, Lauren Bacall, and PJ Harvey. (Ultimately,
she sounds like Siouxsie Sioux.) The group’s
latest album, Here She Comes, does gaze longingly
out the window at country music, and its title obviously
reference the velvet Underground, but make no mistake:
It’s pure goth. Let the velvet out of your closet
when the Dilettantes open at 9.30 at the Hemlock Tavern.
– Hiya Swanhuyser
Austin
Chronicle> SXSW
Picks: In
the lazy, hazy tradition of fellow salvation shucksters
Nick Cave and Siouxie Sioux, singer Rykarda Parasol
leads this fourpiece from Frisco, delivering a smoky,
gin-tinged salve to soothe the souls of the wicked,
like Opal, OP8, and opium combined. - Kate X Messer
Mesh
Magazine > Cover
& featured interview: Vol
2, Issue 5, Oct 2005.
Mesh
Magazine > CD
REviews: Here
She Comes is the excellent debut EP
from San Francisco's own Rykarda Parasol. It's hard
to find comparisons to her powerful, self-described
"gothic American rock" locally. For that
we need to look thousands of miles to the east, to
Siouxsie Sioux, Nick Cave, PJ Harvey and to the Deep
South of Faulkner's works. Her lyrics are drenched
in the darker side of Americana. The album begins
with Parasol singing, "Texarkana en route to
New Orleans/My baby fell from his bike/And I was told
he lay conscious/And he knew death would arrive"
on "En Route" and she uses Langston
Hughes as inspiration for the lyrics of "Lonesome
Place." Parasol’s voice is undeniably powerful
as she twists sounds.
Mesh
Magazine Live Show Review > May
24, '05: If you missed this
show last night, you completely blew it. Rykarda
Parasol and Two Ton Boa were completely amazing. If
you live in San Francisco, make sure you go out to
see Rykarda and her band soon. - Brophy
Performer
Mag, Live Review. The
Make-Out Room, San Francisco, CA April 13: Though
it seems like the headliner of this night would
be best heard at the stroke of midnight, Rykarda
Parasol took the stage an hour earlier, for this
is how Thursday nights go. In this final round,
the style was dark Americana, or, if you will, spooky
country. her band supported her well in both image
and sound, providing a perfect frame for Parasol's
Southern Gothic portraits of night trains and vengeful
belles. Extra texture came through in the bassist's
anchoring harmonies, as well as the guitarist's
application of bow to both his six-string and a
fiddle every now and then. A dirgeful adaptation
of the Gun Club's "She's Like Heroin to Me"
at the end of the night.
Hardly
Strictly Bluegrass Festival:
Rykarda
Parasol and her band were up next, performing plugged-in
gothic Americana tinged with accordion and keyboard.
Parasol's vocals were reminiscent of Paula Frazer
- low and melancholy one moment, high and crooning
the next - as she sang moody ballads of love gone
wrong. The murkiness of the band's music was matched
by the weather, as San Francisco fog rolled in to
temporarily cover the sun.
Exclaim!
Canada's Music Authority
> SXSW reviews: Rykarda
Parasol is a striking woman; something of a less
slutty Christina Aguilera, with a voice landing
on the radar between PJ Harvey and Johnette Napolitano.
The music played like a soundtrack to a David Lynch
movie, equal parts sexy and creepy, with great harmonies
from bassist Colleen Browne and the spook factor
added by the busy Greg Benitz, with his bottleneck-slide
guitar, keyboards and pedal manipulation. "En Route"
provided one of the set's most uppity moments and
the band's treatment of Gun Club's "She's Like Heroin"
was heightened by Parasol's richly dark vocals.
SK
Whisperin
& Hollerin, UK > Oct
1, 2005: If Rykarda Parasol isn't hired by Tim Burton
or David Lynch for soundtrack work soon, she should
be. With her deep, husky voice, Parasol is almost
the reincarnation of Nico, the late female vocalist
who sang icy, gloomy chamber rock with the passion
of a torch singer. While Parasol's music doesn't
have the European flavors that Nico had a preference
for, it's just as sultry and dark. "En Route"
features creepy organs and pummeling drum sounds;
however, it is Parasol's smoke-baked voice that
makes the track boom through the speakers. If Siouxsie
Sioux had stripped the Banshees of their synthesizers
and appetite for danceable rhythms, she would've
produced something like "En Route." This
is American Gothic in its most compelling form.
On "Lonesome Place," Parasol aims for
the blues, and she nails it. 8 stars.
Ink
19 > Nov.,
2005: There are some albums that can't be sliced
into pieces, every cut put underneath a microscope.
All of Radiohead's LPs after their "Creep"-dominated
debut are like that. Pink Floyd, PJ Harvey and Nick
Cave at their artistic highs can be classified in
a similar fashion. There are records with songs
on them and then there are albums with a capital
A, which is where this haunting beauty from Rykarda
Parasol comes in.
Parasol
has a wounded yet powerfully sensual and highly
mysterious voice. She sounds like a character in
a film-noir picture, one that would leave lipstick
on a matchbook, walking away in street fog as unsolved
deaths mount in the city. There is something about
a voice this ominous that is irresistibly attractive.
Not since Diamanda Galas have I heard a female singer
that commands the dark clouds as well as Parasol
does.
Well, she's certainly not as confrontational as
Galas, but she has the same weight in her vocals
as if she's carrying hidden pain. She also recalls
Kendra Smith of Opal, another band that took a distinctly
American approach to their Gothic inspirations.
-- Kyrby Raine