Mackenzie Scott is the kind of artist who can turn a song about peach cobbler into a sweeping tale of thwarted lust and bitter memory. The lyric “I know you never dreamed I’d become a damn Yankee / I need you to believe that I’m still your same baby,” from “Tongue Slap Your Brains Out,” the opening track of her latest album, Three Futures (4AD), may be the most over-the-top lament of the personal costs of northward migration since Bobby Bare’s “Streets of Baltimore.” Raised in Georgia and currently based in Brooklyn, Scott, who goes by Torres, has always embraced big romantic gestures, but never so well as on Three Futures.…
Mackenzie Scott is the kind of artist who can turn a song about peach cobbler into a sweeping tale of thwarted lust and bitter memory. The lyric “I know you never dreamed I’d become a damn Yankee / I need you to believe that I’m still your same baby,” from “Tongue Slap Your Brains Out,” the opening track of her latest album, Three Futures (4AD), may be the most over-the-top lament of the personal costs of northward migration since Bobby Bare’s “Streets of Baltimore.” Raised in Georgia and currently based in Brooklyn, Scott, who goes by Torres, has always embraced big romantic gestures, but never so well as on Three Futures.…