A review by Mason Golden that appeared in the June 1996 issue of Paper Magazine…

Something in me would like to say that Edith Frost is an acquired taste, probably because the discs that end up with the most spinning time in my CD player usually take awhile to pull me in. Edith Frost’s self-titled debut, however, is instantly catchy. The four-song EP opens with "Evangeline," a quiet, toe-tapping number that sounds vaguely like Syd Barrett during one of his more sober moments. As she "sings in the bluish air," her voice dropping and rising with each word, it’s hard not to make this connection.

Former Texan Frost (now a New Yorker) follows with the honky-tonkish "Blame You," in which the narrator absolves herself of responsibility in a failing relationship. "I’d rather blame you and just be done with it, I won’t consider my involvement," she sings. Frost is the only musician on the EP, except for Bill Neubauer, who plays guitar on "My God Insane." She holds up her melodies with either a rhythmically strong guitar or, as on "Waiting Room," a keyboard set on "waltz." Employing overdubs, she fills out her sound with many well-placed vocal harmonies. Her voice — sweet and pretty, cool and brooding — perfectly reflects her lyrics and beckons you to sing along. The songs, however, are very intimate, and Frost doesn’t allow herself much breathing room.