A review by John Chandler that appeared in the Jan. 27, 1999 issue of The Rocket, a now-long-gone Seattle, WA music paper…

Based on the evidence presented on her latest Drag City record, Telescopic (produced by Dagwood and Blondie of Royal Trux), Chicago lass Edith Frost could well be a refreshingly unconventional star on the rise in the ever-expanding world of the heart-scorched singer/songwriter.  Frost’s songs are always an intriguing puzzle; never giving into just one measly emotion, her deceptively pointed words and pillowy voice reflect a mercurial mood at work, often in the same verse.

Transcending her vague country beginnings on manic folk material like "Walk on the Fire" and "You Belong to No One" (which sounds like a weary ’60s pop star interpreting the Doors), Frost flows from passionate to pensive, eroding away listener indifference with a pure waterfall force.  When not pursuing her solo endeavor, she also lends her substantial vocal talents to fellow Windy City artists like Chris Mills and Jon Langford’s Pine Valley Cosmonauts.  Frost plays EJ’s in Portland 2/5 and the Breakroom in Seattle 2/6.