Tara Craig moves like a phantom. Her voice charges through the spiraling smoke of existence. Her penmanship is equally as affecting. Just listen to her self-titled sophomore album. Stacked with intricacies, the nine-song project crawls under your skin in its excavation of self. While she boldly pushes experimental boundaries, her lyrics remain raw – as though these confessions and self-extracted lullabies are life and death entries of her human story. Craig keeps the album themes close to the vest, allowing the listener to parse their own meanings and intentions. As if words etched in marble, Tara Craig arrives as a necessary salve to today’s troubling times and a remarkable step forward in indie/folk music.