So Billy found a video of this girl from way down in Forest City. She was singing the old Allman Bros. tune “Midnight Rider” with a guitarist and a couple backup singers. Pretty loose, but the voice was expressive, and she obviously had good control of her pitch. Then Butch found a video of her entry for one of those “America’s Got Talent” auditions, and it became obvious that she had real chops.
So one evening in early January she came up to Asheville, and sang a blues, and told us how much she liked songs like “Me & Mrs. Jones,” and basically charmed the pants off several skeptical musicians who’d seen it all. (Do not doubt this. These guys really have seen it all. Ask Lee about playing Army bases in Germany; Butch about working in Barcelona; Dave about working a blues club in Amsterdam; Billy about any damn club between Atlanta and Los Angeles).
Anyway, we’ve been on a collective crash course of teaching her our stuff and learning hers. She’s brought the book into the 21st Century, which is a good thing, and reminded us that sometimes it’s all right to haul out some of the old bar-band chestnuts. (“No! No! You don’t really mean “Midnight Hour? Oh, okay…just this once.”) Her love of Joss Stone brought us to Herbie Hancock’s ultra-funky version of “Love Comes To Town” that kinda scared the bass player at first, but we got it down pretty good–there’ll be a recording of it up on the site pretty soon.
The big thing now is that coincidental with Mara’s arrival, the gig spigot has suddenly turned on. In like two days we picked up work at TallGary’s (Mar. 14); the Melody Room in Hendersonville (Mar. 22); and Tressa’s (Mar. 27 and April 5.) It’s good to be busy again…