Scarlett Saunders shares new track 'Circus' - Supports from Clash, Going Solo, We Close Tonight

Creative polymath Scarlett Saunders Shares ‘Circus’ - a poetic and sentimental exploration of love through left field pop music

“A deeply personal, evocative, and poetic piece of songwriting” Clash

“A jazzy-infused tune that gives off a warmth which transports you in a state of inner-peace” Going Solo

Listen & Share - ‘Circus’ via Soundcloud
Listen & Share - ‘Windmill’ via Soundcloud

Download the EP ‘Blue Again’ (for reviewing purposes only) HERE

About Blue Again
Poignancy simmers beneath ‘Blue Again’, the new EP by Felixstowe artist Scarlett Saunders. On the one hand it’s a pop record - the immediacy of the music makes this much obvious. On the other, it’s something literary and harder to define; a probing exploration of love lost and time passing. It’s a record that is just as much at home in a casual pop lover’s library as it is in the most zealous followers of leftfield music.

Opener ‘I Should Know’ Scarlett plays her darkest hand. The sultry vocal stylings and direct address to her father are reminiscent of Lykke Li. “Are you stupid enough to touch her with your love?” goes the hook atop warm synths and clean minimal production. In Scarlett’s words it’s about “the initial anger and confusion that my father was going out with someone who was exactly the same age as me and also 19 years old at the time.”

‘Under My Feet’ is the EP’s turning point. It’s a moment of relative respite as the speaker takes stock of her losses and recognising that she’s “made of stone, not built for love”. It’s also a very organic song - comprised of a piano and a steely lead guitar. Both conjure up an ambience of their own.

On ‘Circus’ tugs at every fibre in a heartstring from the moment its deeply hypnotic synths swell in. It’s a song about first love and the sometimes debilitating nostalgia borne on remembrances of formative relationships. Scarlett’s voice is honeyed and bluesy as she juxtaposes imagery of play (carousels and the circus) with a pining for an irretrievable and naive past.

With ‘Windmill’ closing the EP, everything ebbs away leaving us beguiled. The gossamer like sheen on the lead guitar evokes a feeling close to Jeff Buckley as the lilting waltz casts the listener into suspended animation. That Scarlett has loved deeply is obvious from the atmospherics alone. “Running in circles, like a windmill I spin” she sings in her best jazz shoes, reanimating the bones of fallen heroes like Ella Fitzgerald. Ending the EP in a gale of ambient white noise, Scarlett Saunders has conjured a poetic exploration of love that is sure to enrapt a vast and diverse array of music and lyric lovers.