Deanna Drudge makes every second count on her new album Killing Time — showcasing today on Tinnitist.
At 11 tracks strong, the release is woven together by a lifetime of earnest experience laid bare among bars of song. Not bad for an artist who almost threw in the towel a few years ago. “Sometime during 2018, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to continue with music,” Drudge confides, but says the lockdown of 2020 changed her perspective. “I knew I needed to create something … Create something mostly for myself with no expectations of how it would turn out and what I would do with it after.
“The songs evolved from a time when a decision was made to face and beat an almost decade long struggle with anxiety, depression and self-doubt,” she reveals. “Most of the songs stem from a place of introspection; acknowledging the place I had found myself in and the moments throughout the next two years of battling toward self-acceptance.”
Enlisting the production talent of Kevin Ker, Drudge — who hails originally from Ontario farmlands, but has found herself among the wooded scenery of Squamish, B.C. — allowed the heaviness in her heart to spin itself into the fabric of the record. And between her and Ker, Killing Time is an unmistakably honest offering and insight into a woman’s resolve to give herself licence to heal and create. On the single and video June — a folk prog-rock charming ode to unrequited interest, and mustering the courage to say how she feels — electric chords and haunting harmonies lay claim to nods of the fantastical pique of ’90s female alt-rock.
As much a journal, as it is a laboriously concocted accomplishment years in the making, Killing Time mingles wondering with wonderment into a captivating cocktail of life and love experiences, fears and conquering, mixed into music and served neat. It’s time well spent.