I love Mirah. I saw her play two summers back at Olympia’s Yo‑Yo A Go‑Go and after watching her play I jumped up and bought all the merchandise she had to offer (one 12″ and one cassette). Now she has released a full length album (16 songs) and I can’t keep my ears free from listening to it. It’s happy. It’s sad. It’s fast. It’s slow. It’s love revealing what’s real by scratching away all the skin and pink with its own slightly chipped glitter-coated fingernails. I can picture Mirah opening up her journal to write her latest emotional update and as soon as the pages are cracked, all sorts of crazy cartoon bubble notes and hearts come flying out in between words like in those old “Reading Rainbow” episodes. This is a personal yet confident listen into the broad emotional – as well as musical – spectrum that is Mirah. Mirah has clever usage of vocal harmonies, ukulele, guitar, organ and distorted bass (to name a few from this instrument collage). Mirah’s purity and light is like a new star’s who has yet to reach eyes from its own place in the sky.