Prone to Wander captures the essence of the full creative license that goes into producing a DIY release, that which is seldom found in the major label bins. This album combines poetic songwriting and an equally elegant delivery with beautiful results. Brewer, a native Californian, writes with depth and wisdom, and the entire album presents itself as if her diary were set to music. Presented as a bit of a concept album, the liner notes state the location of each song’s conception: a Starbucks in Orange, Calif., to a bakery in Seattle. The production is light and elegantly eerie at times. Prone to Wander is a blend of many styles—folk, jazz, spiritual—all set to a mellow, funky groove. She stylistically resembles contemporaries like Norah Jones, Sarah McLachlan, Goldfrapp and sometimes jazz legend Blossom Dearie. A jazz influence is apparent especially in the complex vocal phrasing found on tracks like “Again,” reminiscent of another contemporary, Kami Lyle. Despite these comparisons, Brewer adds a voice all her own.
-Performing Songwriter-DIY Review Issue 77
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Somewhere between the scream of a busy espresso machine and the defiant keening of several unruly children, Suzanne Brewer laid down her rich, smoky sound. Accompanying herself on the piano, Suzanne swept through several lilting melodies, including original and cover pieces that were ideally suited to the background of a dynamic environment. Most people, talking or working, probably sipped their lattes, audibly content. To watch Suzanne, however, was to be fascinated with the incongruous nature of her performance. Her voice, assertive, textured, and emotive, delivered lyrics focused on wistful or contented reflection, creating a sound reminiscent of Fiona Apple on Prozac. Are all of her songs tempered or did she nix her controversial/aggressive set our of deference to her position as provider of chill, coffeehouse soundtrack? During each song, Suzanne had no chance for audience contact as she faced the piano that stood against the wall, again emphasizing her place as background ambiance contributor. She spoke to her listeners between selections, revealing the sweetest, most benign disposition so strangely at odds with the confidence of her singing voice. Is this her true disposition or a strategic necessity adopted to field every distraction to performance imaginable? Maybe, in the Wednesdays to come (hint, hint; your chance to see Suzanne each week), she'll spontaneously burst into that assumed "other half of her set" rife with confrontational/extrospective lyric, stunning the cacophony that is Mr. Toots into an appreciative, but momentary silence.
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