The story of Liz the musician is born with her arrival in New York City's East Village, which she now calls home. She bizarrely found herself playing rhythm guitar in a dive bar in Alphabet City. Bizarre, because she was not a musician, but had been recruited into a weekly gig with an unorthodox string band for her innate sense of musical timing. Not knowing how to finger chords, she stuck a playing card between the neck and the strings of an old junk-store guitar, laying down a raw backbeat. After this brief stint ended, Liz decided to teach herself how to actually play the guitar. She then began singing and writing songs, demonstrating a unique ability to create stunning pieces of lyrical audio-visuals, all proven on Limelight.

"Heart-crushing—and seductively affecting.." - New York Press

"Local treasure." - Village Voice

"The world seems to be filled with talented female singer-songwriters, but ones that sure-handedly also self-produce themselves are rare. Manhattan denizen Liz Tormes does just that on her debut album...Tormes sings in a straightforward, totally unaffected manner, cutting through the darkness with an unusual dose of honesty and simplicity and making this a timeless recording...It's the sound of this disc that will really captivate the listener: its idiosyncratic, spooky atmospherics would make Daniel Lanois, T Bone Burnett or Joe Henry smile with pride. ” - Harp Magazine

“Strains of Britpop, garage rock and country slyly slink through Tormes’ sparse, gothic-leaning debut. The NYC-by-way-of-Nashville singer-songwriter possesses a gorgeous, soulful voice that at times recalls Margo Timmins, with a little more sugar and less smoke." - No Depression