“With three albums under her belt, Cloher has established herself as a shapeshifter within, and torch-bearer for, the conventions of rock.” – Pitchfork
“Cloher’s third record is a short, sharp look at her continuously evolving style, this time evoking vivid musical pictures of the Velvet Underground and Crazy Horse. As usual though, it’s a record that sees her voice strong and true, her songwriting sharp, a musician at the top of her game.” - Rolling Stone
“It’s self-titled.” The three-word answer is all that Jen Cloher requires to describe her recently completed fourth album, a letter in triplicate addressed to themes of Love, Music and Australia (the beautiful and the terrible). Jen likes best to tell the truth.
Jen Cloher is the culmination of a period of artistic and personal growth in which the artist took her rightful place as the punk-rock figurehead of Melbourne’s famous DIY music scene. The NIDA Graduate is an outspoken advocate for artist rights and the co-founder of the incredible Milk! Records label (Courtney Barnett, Loose Tooth, Fraser A. Gorman, Jade Imagine, East Brunswick All Girls Choir). Cloher’s fascinating life-story and compelling political voice is enough justification to pay her attention, but it’s the music that will have you returning again and again.
Since 2014, Jen's regular musical contributions to Milk! Record's discography of 7" releases and compilations have been increasingly biting, witty and poetic. It's fair to say that she was in a purple patch when she put the finishing touches to her stunning new record with engineer Greg Walker amidst the rolling greenery of Jumbunna in Victoria’s Gippsland. The band that first played together four years ago on Cloher’s acclaimed third album, the Australian Music Prize nominated In Blood Memory, are bold and assured, the songs split by Courtney Barnett’s extraordinary lead-guitar and anchored by the rhythm section of Bones Sloane and Jen Sholakis. The record was completed in March 2017 with Tom Schick at Jeff Tweedy’s famous ‘Loft’ Studios in the depths of Chicago’s winter.