The Rapture of Annie Clark
Annie Clark takes over the Parish as St. Vincent.
By Audra Schroeder,
11:02AM, Tue. Jul. 10, 2007
Live at the Parish Saturday night, she and her band ran through most of Marry Me. Clark’s cherubic face, framed with dark curls, even looks like a saint you would see in a painting. Her spectacular, PJ-esque guitar breakdown after “Jesus Saves, I Spend,” and discordant piano crash before “Marry Me,” only added to her mystique. It’s almost as if a song can’t be too pretty; Clark has to do something to make it rough. She wears it well, though.
“What Me Worry,” the album’s closing glory, was done solo and without the whimsical, bluebird-on-my-shoulder backing. Still, the words made their way all the way into the Parish’s rafters, aided by her gilded soprano:
Have I abused you dear?
You have had it to here
You say love is just a blood match
To see you endure a slash
There's a little Anne Sexton, a little Edith Piaf, and there's Annie Clark, just waiting for the Rapture.