It seems that every other month there's a new singer-songwriter force fed by radio and advertising to a rather suspecting public with the promise that 'one of the greatest talents of his/her generation' will ultimately change our lives and make the world a better place, etc, etc.
Truth be told, rookies to the industry tend to follow two very clear career paths:
a) Fame, over-exposure, The Priory.
or
b) Disappear without a trace after one reasonably received long player.
Now, as debut singles go this little number falls distinctly into the latter category. That’s not to say, of course, that Miss Feeny is lacking the necessary talent to succeed, but, after a solitary spin, one is left with the feeling that, perhaps, she'd be better off in relative obscurity.
Maybe it's something to do with laying bare your soul for all and sundry to dissect like a flock of ravenous vultures, but Catherine Feeny seems too delicate for the rigours of the music industry and all the destructive 'qualities' that go with it.
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Lyrically, Touch Back Down is quite a personal number augmented by a, thankfully, understated amalgamation of guitar and strings, which refrain from the usual overwrought effort to drain the last possible drop of emotion from a song when a simple melody will do.
Whilst Feeny transplanted herself from Los Angeles to Norfolk to record her forthcoming album Hurricane Glass, she hasn’t left all the Americanisms behind. The country influence is very evident and her soothing vocals are certainly more California than Norwich.
What remains to be seen is whether Catherine Feeny can ride the wave of this promising debut and touch back down beyond the circling sharks.
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