Heather Waters took a gamble in self-releasing this five-song ep. She lived in her car, begged and borrowed the funds and made publicity calls herself. All for the love of authentic, soul stirring music.
Among Waters' talents is her song writing. Though only two of the songs are penned purely by Waters (two are by Fred Eaglesmith), they are exquisitely personal and moving songs, and there are more where those came from. She is backed by a fine band. The sound is smooth and easy to swallow, and the inclusion of mandolin, fiddle and pedal steel adds just the right touch of twang.
The real secret weapon, however, is Waters' voice. Alternately clear as an mountain lake and gritty as the streets of her hometown of Chicago, her voice is one that could still the rowdiest tavern. When fast and powerful, it is a voice for inspiration or dancing. When quiet, it is a voice that trembles with tears and introspection. Waters is dynamite waiting to explode on the music industry. (Heather Waters).