Soul Sick, is a mid-century modern delight; its songs blend together bubbly doo-wop riffs with Ford’s signature twists of irony. “Screw Up,” the clap-happy exploration of personal failures, strikes listeners with an opening homage to the Ronettes, while “Middle Child” tackles the singer’s sense of displacement with floor-stomping fun. The album is not without its wistful moments: “Failure” will tug at the heartstrings of anyone who has ever spent his or her early adolescence holed up in a bedroom crying and watching Criterion films (just me?). It’s a gentle, mournful tune about the teenage alienation that some of us never quite escape. But Ford’s voice is the real treat of the album. It’s guttural yet pretty. It’s wry and expressive. Friday’s show with Molly Burch is the antidote for listeners weary of hyped-up musicians who can’t deliver onstage.
Sallie Ford’s latest album,