Singer Gwen Dickey doesn’t have a broken heart. She has an empty one. There’s “just a vacancy” in the place her Love used to Live. He, or she, apparently left her for another; “another home” that is.
The residential metaphors don’t sound as silly as they should over such a soulful groove. Subtle snares aren’t introduced until verse two. This is quiet storm music. Thank goodness for those gutters.
my rating : 5 of 5
1978
