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Aza Nabuko – Aza Nabuko

Written Friday, November 8

The self-titled debut from 17-year-old Aza Nabuko is a six-song EP of powerful, emotive pop ballads. Nabuko’s voice has a great range, sonically and emotionally. She’s got a talent for knowing where the “money note” is in her vocal range. She crafts her songs in such a way that the whole thing will build to a crescendo where at its peak she’s belting out the most powerful note in her range. It’s very articulate and mindful pop songwriting. It reminds me of past female pop singers like Vanessa Carlton or Michelle Branch.

The production through these six songs is stellar. The mix is crisp and clear. Nothing gets lost. Her voice is clearly in the spotlight, as it should be. But like any good pop album there’s a lot of fine details in the mix.

Lyrically the album ends on a high note, with “Space Between” and “When We Fell In Love” being my favourite songs in that regard.

I had the good fortune of seeing her perform at Locals Lounge at the Railway Club in Vancouver. There’s no doubt that she had a bright future ahead of her. This EP is a great accomplishment for such a young artist.

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My name is Francis Baptiste. I'm an Indigenous singer/songwriter in Vancouver, BC, an avid supporter of the Vancouver music scene, a contributing writer to Citrus Magazine, Permanent Rain Press, Music Existence, City Soundcheck, and the leader of the band Bird Parade. I'm also a recovering alcoholic and a divorced single father. Music and writing help me combat depression and relapse. For me, creativity, productivity, and community are essential to healing. There's so much incredible music in this city. You can learn more about the music I make on this page. I think it's good to be open about what you're dealing with, so below are some funny pictures of me from the last time I relapsed. It's important to find humour in dark times.

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