Interview With Jamie Ley
SUBTLE EPICNESS VS. EPIC SUBTLENESS
Jamie Ley sounds like he’s belting out songs from way back there in the 1950s. Swapping between a variety of instruments (including piano, ukulele and guitar) whilst wooing audiences with his Buckley-esque vocal range, Jamie Ley’s melodic creations are programmed to stir your simmering pot of emotions, occasionally via the medium of alternative-folk, and sometimes through the grit of trailer-park Americana. Imagine the well-spoken intellect of Johnny Flynn, muddled in with some of Devendra Banhart’s cosmic aloofness and Noah & The Whale’s nasal twanging, then shout it from the rooftops like Beans On Toast and you’re getting close to Jamie Ley’s subtle epicness. Or epic subtleness. Whatever.
Arriving here (wherever the hell that is) from Southampton, via Cardiff, Jamie’s sound is very much ‘of the moment’ (he’s been playing some shows for Communion) and his lyrics (dealing with the usual folk staples of love and loss) are boomed out in a deep and powerful manner that showcases his rabid honesty and flair for storytelling. If you don’t believe me try this free MP3. It’s a sweet Mumford & The Whale-esque audio teat to suckle up to whilst you browse his snaps and slowly but happily wet yourself.
For fans of: Alan Pownall, swimming in the Mississippi at sunset, Stornoway, shattered dreams, Laura Marling.