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"I felt like a lot of the personas of these songs were written from someone down on his luck," says Kruger, "because everyone understands that situation."
Many of Kruger's lyrics refer to the night and the occasionally unwelcome inhabitants who venture out once the sun has gone. "Something about the night is just magical," she says. "I think mine is definitely night music."
Kruger's dark and stirring musings should bring the attention and acclaim that her nomadic spirit has previously prevented. Far from a typical self-released set, Songs From a Dead Man's Couch is a startlingly mature work, full of whispered secrets and quiet affections that try to avoid the attention daylight will inevitably bring.
"I want some sunglasses," Kruger says, walking in the afternoon sun. "I wish it would just go away." Like her characters, Kruger works best in the shadows.