In the mid 80s three of the
strongest women’s voices in country music, Dolly
Parton, Linda Ronstadt and Emmylou
Harris, came together in an album called Trio. In creating the album, the producers managed to showcase the
multiple ways in which women could sing country music from the slick Nashville
sound (Dolly) to the new (as yet
unnamed) alt.country (Emmylou) and
laid back southern California soft-rock/country (Linda).
The album worked beautifully
with each lady alternating between lead and backup vocals on a set made up of
mainly straight ahead country songs perfectly suited to their beautiful three
part harmonies.
Although all three women are
still active (Emmylou’s stature as
the Grand Dame of all female country artists is now beyond dispute) the landscape
has changed dramatically. A new crop of women singers all drawing on the
country-music tradition are making exhilarating music by setting the artistic
bar high and keeping the song-writing agenda urgent. Their themes and subject
matter touch the eternals of all human songs: love, relationships, loss and
salvation. But their treatment of them
is raw, skeptical, harrowing and angry.
It makes the songs of Trio, gorgeous gems each, appear quaint
and slightly naïve.
The current Queens of Country
are Mary Gauthier, Lucinda Williams
and Iris Dement and for my money it
is hard to find a more compelling trio of voices than these. In any genre.
Period.
Mary Gauthier
was born
in New Orleans,
Louisiana to a mother she
never knew and was adopted by an Italian Catholic
couple in Thibodaux,
Louisiana. At age 15, she ran away from home, and spent the next several years
in drug
rehabilitation, halfway houses,
and living with friends; she spent her 18th birthday in a jail cell. Struggling
to deal with being adopted
and her sexuality,
she used drugs and alcohol. These experiences provided fodder for her
songwriting later on. Spurred on by friends, she enrolled at Louisiana State
University as a philosophy
major, dropping out during her senior year. After attending the Cambridge School
of Culinary Arts, she opened a Cajun restaurant in
Boston's Back Bay
neighborhood, Dixie Kitchen (also the eponymous title of her
first album). Mary ran, and
cooked at, the restaurant for eleven years. She was arrested for drunk driving
opening night, July 12, 1990, and has been sober ever since. After achieving
sobriety, she was driven to dedicate herself full-time to songwriting, and
embarked upon a career in music. She wrote her first song at age 35.
(Wikipedia)
Gauthier’s
songs are as luminous and revealing as crystal. In most, you catch a glimpse of
the rotten cards she was dealt and the dead end choices she made. Her confessional I Drink is stark and quite simply one of the most brilliant songs
in American music.
He'd
get home at 5:30, fix his drink
And
sit down in his chair
Pick
a fight with mama
Complain
about us kids getting in his hair
At
night he'd sit alone and smoke
I'd
see his frown behind his lighter's flame
Now
that same frown's in my mirror
I got
my daddy's blood inside my veins
Fish
swim
Birds
fly
Daddies
yell
Mamas
cry
Old
men
Sit
and think
I
drink
Lucinda
Williams, was also a Louisanan, though from the opposite
end of the social ladder than Mary. Her
father was a college professor and Lucinda
was well read and well travelled, including overseas. Her career started in the
late 1970s but she didn’t gain recognition beyond a cult of avid fans and
critics until twenty years passed and the release of Car Wheels on a Gravel Road in 1998. Since then she has burned
across the popular music scene with a sound that mixes country, blues, folk and
ample lashings of loud guitar based rock ‘n roll. She is as capable of singing
honkytonk as convincingly as covers of AC / DC. Her scrappy voice has earned her the accursed
title “the female Bob Dylan” and though that could be disputed her song writing
is characterised by anger and a confronting emotional honesty that is rarely
heard in women singers. At the same time, she writes some of the most
beautiful, vulnerable lyrics and melodies like this one called Overtime.
Overtime
That's
what they all tell me
That's
what they say to me
Overtime
Your
blue eyes, your black eyelashes
The
way you looked at life
In
your funny way
I
guess out of the blue
You
won't cross my mind
And
I'll get over you
Overtime
Your
pale skin, your sexy crooked teeth
The
trouble you'd get in
In
your clumsy way
I
guess one afternoon
You
won't cross my mind
And
I'll get over you
Overtime
I
guess out of the blue
You
won't cross my mind
And
I'll get over you
Overtime
Iris
Dement is a
self-described ‘agnostic Christian’ who was raised in a large Pentacostal
family from Arkansas. She learned how to sing and play guitar from her mother
and has one of the quirkiest but freshest voices in American popular music. Of
the three current Sultanas she is the most firmly rooted in the country music
garden but Iris is not content to
singing and writing solely in the artistic limits of the genre. She can rock
with the King of Honkytonk, Delbert
McClinton, or share the song with folk icon, John Prine without losing her unique bearings. And she’s not afraid
of making a statement either.
Living in the wasteland of the
free...
We got preachers dealing in politics
and diamond mines
and their speech is growing
increasingly unkind
They say they are Christ's
disciples
but they don't look like Jesus to
me
and it feels like I am living in the
wasteland of the free
We got politicians running races on
corporate cash
Now don't tell me they don't turn
around and kiss them peoples' ass
You may call me old-fashioned
but that don't fit my picture of a
true democracy
and it feels like I am living in the
wasteland of the free
We got CEO's making two hundred
times the workers' pay
but they'll fight like hell against
raising the minimum wage
and If you don't like it, mister,
they'll ship your job
to some third-world country 'cross
the sea
and it feels like I am living in the
wasteland of the free
Living in the wasteland of the free
where the poor have now become the
enemy
Let's blame our troubles on the weak
ones
Sounds like some kind of Hitler
remedy
Living in the wasteland of the free
A thrilling
Washerman’s Dog presentation tonight
for your auditory pleasure!
01 Right In Time [Lucinda]
02 Blue [Lucinda]
03 I Drink [Mary]
04 Heaven Blues
[Lucinda]
05 Let the Mystery Be
[Iris]
06 Karla Faye [Mary]
07 Wasteland Of The
Free [Iris]
08 Jailhouse Tears
[Lucinda]
09 Higher Ground
[Iris]
10 Come On [Lucinda]
11 Snakebit [Mary]
12 These Hills [Iris]
13 Different Kind of
Gone [Mary]
14 Trouble (Duet with
Iris and Delbert McClinton)
15 Overtime [Lucinda]
16 Lucky Stars [Mary]
17 Hard Times Killing
Floor Blues [Lucinda Williams]
18 Mama's Opry [Iris]
19 Can't Find The Way
[Mary]
20 Walkin' Home [Iris]
21 Evangeline [Mary]
22 It's A Long Way To
The Top [Lucinda]
here
3 comments:
The holy trinity!
Lucinda ÷ Iris = Mary
Gil, that's a nice equation.
thank you from Greece!!!
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