Sweeping and lovely are my first impressions of Tori’s current epic. Just as in Scarlet’s Walk, Night of Hunters moves away from personal confession and into the realm of storytelling. Storytelling at its best uses fiction and myth to reveal a deeper truth and can at times be even more cathartic than pure confessional. Classical themes and modern song create a work of staggering beauty, this album is a quick reminder to why she has stood the test of time.
According to Amos, Night of Hunters’ ''protagonist is a woman who finds herself in the dying embers of a relationship. In the course of one night she goes through an initiation of sorts that leads her to reinvent herself.'' On her new album, Amos asks her audience to reinitiate itself once more, as she reinvents herself yet again—this time, in the guise of what she always already was: a true virtuosa, with all the artfulness, and preciousness, that term implies.
''That is not my Blood on the bedroom floor….That is not the Glass that I threw before''.
