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Cover of Quiet Thunder

Album · 2018

Quiet Thunder

by Nina Vale

Power held in reserve: songs about family, forgiveness and homecoming, sung at half the volume they could be.

Tracks

  1. 1. Bake Sale at Bethel HallFolding tables, checkered cloths, and a groove you can smell the pie on. A friendly way to walk in.church-hall soul, groove soul3:50
  2. 2. Pension Day Sunday SoulThis is for my mama and every woman who cleaned floors so someone else could dream. I kept the band pushing and my voice steady.anthem soul, gospel soul3:01
  3. 3. Midnight Express, Don't Slow DownA train that will not slow down, and the horns are the engine. I just hang on and ride it.driving soul, horn soul3:29
  4. 4. Twenty Years and One Green LightTwenty years, one green light. It's about walking back through a door you slammed.reunion soul, warm soul3:20
  5. 5. Soup on the Stove, Nobody HomeSeven words, a Rhodes, and an empty kitchen. The quietest thing I'd written at that point.minimalist soul, late-night soul3:13
  6. 6. Welcome Home, Stranger, Come On InA letter-lost, road-weary welcome. I wanted the whole horn section to sound like a front porch light.jazz-pop, homecoming soul2:59
  7. 7. Forgive Me Before the Morning ComesThe apology I owed somebody for years. I sang it as plainly as I could and let the piano hold the rest.jazz ballad, torch soul3:59
  8. 8. First Pay Envelope, FridayMy first real paycheck and the shirt I ironed for it. It's a happy one, so we let it swing.bright soul, groove soul3:07
  9. 9. Heatwave HallelujahOpen hydrants and a whole town sweating. The thunder finally breaks here, and the choir gets loud for once.gospel soul, summer soul2:54
  10. 10. Say It Plain, Say It NowA stone carried for years, finally named. I ended the record on it because it asks the most from me.gospel soul, anthem soul2:37

Liner notes

After the first record, people kept telling me how big my voice was. So for this one I tried to see how much I could leave out. Quiet Thunder is about the feeling right before the storm breaks, the held breath in the room. The horns got more space, the Rhodes got warmer, and I learned that a whisper in the right bar carries further than a shout.

Nina Vale