7/10

Emily Popli’s debut album 'Lilith Fair Kid' carries the lineage of Sheryl Crow and Sarah McLachlan without echoing them; it’s a vessel for her own brand of introspection, tempered by humour, grit, and a tactile sense of presence. Across nine tracks, she examines resilience as the cumulative weight of ordinary persistence, showing up at meals, mirrors, and workplaces when the internal climate would prefer blackout.

Musically, the album is deliberate in its restraint. Piano, guitar, and subtle string arrangements weave around slow-to-mid-tempo grooves, creating a sense of spaciousness rather than spectacle. Drums breathe; bass cushions. Popli’s voice inhabits the centre of the mix with warmth and texture, never shouting yet always exacting attention.

Highlights reveal the record’s duality of precision and intimacy. 'The Elephant' opens as a meditative whisper, with piano and pads providing a plush backdrop for lyrics that land with soft gravity. 'Alight', a duet with Matt Giraud, threads conversation and confessional storytelling through lightly electric textures. The mid-album 'Nothing' and 'Water Glass' showcase her subtle command of arrangement: where harmonies bloom and dissolve as naturally as breath, and strings punctuating emotion without excess. The record’s sole uptempo turn on 'Michigan' feels like a sudden exhale, with blues-tinged riffs propelling us forward while maintaining the album’s introspective ethos.

Lyrically, she leans toward plainspoken exactitude rather than metaphorical gymnastics. She names the bruise, examines it, and invites you to sit with it. If anything, the uniform pacing occasionally asks for contrast, but that very steadiness becomes the album’s moral spine. 'Lilith Fair Kid' looks to document survival, as Popli cites her artistic forebears openly yet channels their influence through her own compass, resulting in a debut that feels confident without being self-important.

By the closing fade, you leave the album feeling accompanied. 'Lilith Fair Kid' stakes a claim for Emily Popli’s voice as one capable of consoling, confronting, and narrating the quiet heroism of ordinary life. Warm, weathered, and attentive, it is music that asks to be lived with.