"Seeing the word 'kooky' in relation to my stuff is sickening," shudders Serafina Steer, all too aware of the pre- and misconceptions that come swarming the minute a harp enters the picture. Her horror is utterly justified: the classically-trained Steer's third album, The Moths Are Real, is a transfixing collection of songs that trip between the lyrical and the conversational, the physical and the ethereal. Robust folklore rubs up against Greek mythology; oracular meditations on… more »
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