When Belgian singer-songwriter/multidisciplinary artist Camille Willemart, alias Camille Camille, sings over a fingerpicked acoustic guitar, you feel as if memories are holding onto you or you’re holding onto them. Inescapable either way. She’s an arresting folk artist — more than that, though, her songs are fey lullabies as if plucked from some forgotten century or land. Although seemingly innocuous and otherworldly, the tracks are weighed down by longing. Yearning pulls them from beneath like an anchor.
Yes, the encircling guitar strumming sounds as if Camille is retracing her thoughts or circling back around to a subject, an idea, a referent that lingers like a half-remembered dream. Indeed, it is a soporific-induced world in which…

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