Molly BurchBest Molly Burch Albums Ranked

Please Be Mine

loudandquiet

9.0

“Over the last few years, there’s been a revival of singer-songwriter types who specialise in sun-dappled, tender, smoky loves songs that unfurl languidly; think brass bands, rich, lush orchestration, and the deep, warm charm that went hand in hand with recording in proper studios to tape. And to the names of Natalie Prass, Matthew E White, and Jenny Lewis we can now add Molly Burch, California nat”

Romantic Images

thelineofbestfit

8.0

“Still in love with love, Molly Burch’s Romantic Images thrives on an air of confidence”

First Flower

loudandquiet

8.0

“It’s only been a year and a half since Austin-based singer-songwriter Molly Burch released her debut album, ‘Please Be Mine’, but on her new record, ‘First Flower’, she sounds like a singer reborn. Where ‘Please Be Mine’ found Burch dealing with the aftermath of a breakup and leaning on the more melancholic end of her talents, for the most part, this is packed with rolling, sunny riffs and playful”

First Flower

pastemagazine

7.5

““Why do I care what you think?” Molly Burch asks in the very first verse of “Candy,” the initial offering of First Flower, the follow up to her widely acclaimed debut Please Be Mine. Borne from tumultuous circumstance—self doubt, anxiety and fractured relationships—Burch claims she was plagued by trouble trepidation. “It ain’t easy no more,” she coos on the tellingly titled “Dangerous Place.” “I h”

First Flower

pitchfork

6.7

“On her second album, the Austin singer-songwriter strengthens her voice and broadens her perspective, turning her gaze from romance to a more nuanced view of her own anxieties.”

Romantic Images

loudandquiet

6.0

“On Molly Burch’s fourth record, the Texan singer-songwriter makes the jump, broadly, from the ’60s to the ’80s. That means the twangy Roy Orbison guitars of 2018’s First Flower have been replaced by pulsing synths, slapback drums make way for something drier and sleeker, and Burch’s torch-singer croon adds a breathy, hiccuping and girlish dimension somewhere between Janet Jackson, Cyndi Lauper and”