Mackenzie Scott, also known as Torres, sings on “Records of Your Tenderness”: “My mind’s an overgrown orchard.” Silver Tongue, her fourth studio album and the first she’s produced by herself, shows us the depths of this orchard — the places the inward world tangles with the outward, where unexpected things bloom, where there are natural paths to follow, and where the listener must forge their own. Silver Tongue is a genre-bending journey through a developing relationship with a constant feeling of driving to it, perhaps best exemplified by the insistent refrain of “Last Forest”: “Something jogs the memory/ That I’ve loved you repeatedly.” Moments of sudden clarity like this and their inventive reiterations are what define Silver Tongue, to the point that the whole album feels like a continuing, tender epiph
