Hipster darling Cat Power has received a lot of ink in the past year or so, as much for her history of onstage meltdowns as for her unique brand of white-girl Delta Blues-meets-indie rock.
But when I watch these live acoustic performances on RollingStone.com, I have to say, I think she deserves the hype. I love the soul in her voice, accentuated here by the spare accompaniment. On "Crying, Waiting, Hoping", I can almost see the specter of Robert Johnson hovering above her somewhere.
(Drawback: In true RollingStone.com fashion, you have to watch a lot of ads before you can see the performances. But I think it's worth it.)
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