Earlier this year, Texas singer Molly Burch came through Seattle on tour with Australian lounge lizard Alex Cameron. It makes sense—his slick, seedy persona pairs well with her dusty, Americana melancholy. But now, Burch is back with a tour of her own! There’s a certain husky, yearning, and haunted quality to her voice that, if you’re not listening closely, you might think she’s Angel Olsen. Her most recent record, First Flower, is a dreamy listen—“Wild” has a bright, slightly surf-rock mood; “First Flower” unfurls in front of you like a winding, spindly road along the rocky coast with its reverb-y guitar and soaring melodies. God, everything good just sounds like California to me, sometimes. by Jas Keimig