May 25, 2019
Secretly Canadian
1xLP
It's funny how Faye Webster has a knack for sounding so sad while making music that you can't really categorize as sad. There's a gnawing unhappiness to these unhappy songs, and it befuddles the senses. But so should an alt-country album by and Atlantean photographer on a label known for its rappers. Webster wears a number of capes on Atlanta Millionaires Club — singer-songwriter, part-time R&B acolyte, sad girl, comedian, unflinching fan of the Atlanta Braves — and she sounds comfortable in all of them. So much so that, in between her western twang, it's not at all odd — or frankly even surprising — to hear a rap verse from one-time label mate Father. Everything goes in Atlanta. And Webster's philosophy follows suite — if it works, it works. Atlanta Millionaires Club really works.