CD: Lisa Stansfield - Seven

The Rochdale soulstress and sometime rave diva returns

For those of a certain vintage, Lisa Stansfield's voice is woven into the fabric of memory. Of course there was her 1989 monster single “All Around the World” (“and ay-ay-ay-ay can't find my baby”) – but just as importantly, we first heard her earlier that year on Coldcut's monumental bit of starry-eyed acid house utopianism “People Hold On”, which has been sampled, bootlegged and repurposed so many times that the tiniest inflexions of her “give a little life, give a little love” refrain are as familiar as our own faces.

Of course, she was a middle-of-the-road soul singer before that, and continued to be afterwards, descending to a nadir of over-polished, over-mannered Eighties winebar swankiness with her last album, the 2004 Trevor Horn-produced The Moment. Which is why it's gratifying that her comeback contains a lot of the gutsiest and rawest hollering that she's done in a long time. I have a sneaking suspicion that she's heard a bit of Amy Winehouse and Adele in the meantime and gone, “I'll show these whippersnappers a thing or two." For whatever reason she is in very fine voice indeed here.

The production is still way over-slick, and the playing likewise – we're in Simply Red territory here – but the songwriting is on point and there's something exuberant about the whole thing. From the opening groover “Can't Dance” to the title track's Sixties heartbreak ballad, she growls, purrs and leaps registers with aplomb, and particularly on the Sade-style slinky R&B of “The Crown” and “Love Can” it'd take quite some effort of snobbery not to get drawn in. A happy surprise.

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