Brigitte DeMeyer and Will Kimbrough: Mockingbird Soul (Self-Released)

brigittedemeyer-willkimbroughBrigitte DeMeyer and Will Kimbrough
Mockingbird Soul

There’s just something great about a man, a woman and instruments that don’t need an electric outlet. Brigitte DeMeyer and Will Kimbrough certainly got the memo; ‘Mockingbird Soul’ is 12 songs of such talented intimacy, it’s a shame they aren’t household names.

The duo perform the tracks for everyone; there doesn’t seem to be a specific audience for their sound. Soft, soothing and semi-folksy, they play with such a muted intensity the listener can feel the artists’ spirits coming through the speakers. These two have found their calling and have been so generous to share it with the world. Their voices aside, the influence of the instruments is undeniable: the bass, the ukulele, and harmonica seem to be just as much a part of the musical soul as the humans they are accompanying.

Though the whole disc follows the thread of a coffeehouse vibe, the variety of musical flavors could be found in any number of situations and environments. Some songs could be the white noise in the nursery of a sleeping child. Some could be the background music of a leisurely summer drive down forgotten dirt roads. Some could be the soundtrack to the poignant moment in any number of romantic comedies. It is an album of imagery, created by the bridge the pair builds between themselves and the listener.

The sounds are steady, with a quiet, raw strength, searching out those places within us where we are at both our truest and most vulnerable forms. This is the folksy-bluesy, country-ish music, not searching for the limelight, but preferring to echo from the shadows around the light, like seeing a shooting star from the corner of your eye. The songs are as simple as the subject material: love, loss, forgiveness, personal strength (“You can always go/ But I hope you stay”), using poetic descriptive lyrics that either strike a personal chord in the listener or invite you into the picture being painted; it’s warm and welcoming.

DeMeyer and Kimbrough would probably be just as comfortable in a packed stadium as they would on a bale of hay playing for passers-by in a city park. The two may be singing the story of a mockingbird’s soul, but it’s theirs that comes through the words.