“Seattle singer/songwriter Whitney Lyman can only be described as a kind of space traveler, able to embody any musical form required for the gig. She can go indie rock one minute, then turn a corner into dreamy pop with smatterings of folk and classical, into a gospel choir no one on earth’s ever heard before. Her voice is like that of two thousand angels descending down into the night, arms stretched outward pouring broken maple leaves and backward Northwest rain.” -AXS
