If you don't already know Waters, discovering this 1965 album will be like making a new best friend. The singer, whose overcast voice suited her fraught subject matter, was an abstract expressionist of music, cutting away all that was superfluous to get to the emotional core. "Why Can't I Come to You," a song about loving someone from afar, is skeletal in its simplicity, and it's just one of seven taut, spectral and highly distilled gems on an under-appreciated record whose visceral appeal cannot be denied. Still, it must be said that the eighth and final track, Waters 'primal rendition of "Black Is the Color of My True Love's Hair" — at times she sounds like a tea kettle at full boil — is strictly for those wondering about Yoko Ono's influences.