Henry Wolfe

Henry Wolfe has lived in L.A.’s Laurel Canyon for just three and a half years, but his debut LP, Linda Vista, bears the unmistakable imprint of the music that bloomed there in the 1970s. His folk songs are blended with a jazzy cabaret and Brill Building pop vibe inspired by Harry
Nilsson, as well as the several years spent learning old musical and jazz standards. There’s a playful simplicity to his songs, whether explaining how he used to be somebody and now he’s “Someone Else” or, in the infectious piano bop of “Stop the Train,” imploring his lover not to throw this away, because if you do, it’ll be you that’s crying. He possesses a crisp tenor and an impeccable delivery reminiscent of Rufus Wainwright — due, perhaps, to his acting background or the influence of his mother, Meryl Streep. But it’s the swing of his baroque pop that’s truly alluring.