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Cynthia Gayneau is something of a Renaissance woman wrapped
in a paradox inside of a mystery. She is an NEA grant photographer,
a Screen Actor's Guild and Equity card holder as both an actor
and director, and the sister of Gordon Gano - - she changed her
name back to its original spelling - - the lead singer of the
Violent Femmes, with whom she has recorded. If that's not enough
to qualify her for pretty-damned-impressive resume status, she
also finds the time to write and record her own music which mixes
traditional country with western swing, '50s rock 'n' roll, and
just a touch of that south of the border spice. And she does
it all from her Northwestern hometown of Seattle, Washington,
which just may be the most intriguing variable in the whole equation.
So, how does someone from an area best known for coffee shops,
bike lanes, white guys with dreadlocks, and heroin overdoses
manage to create music that would be right at home in any Texas
courtyard cotillion? Apparently, by keeping a Lone Star-sized
portion of the state reserved in her heart, which is more than
evident on her latest release West of West Texas.
In this age of voyeurism as art, Ms. Gayneau has achieved
the relatively impossible by maintaining a privacy that I found
both enviable and a pain in the ass. I was able to find very
little information on her except to uncover that she'd led a
rather nomadic existence. Obviously, at least a few of those
ramblings took her through the South and the Great Republic of
Texas and, as displayed on songs like the opening track of the
disc, "How Those Boys Can Dance," she liked what she
saw. It is, oddly enough, an upbeat swing number about how although
Northern boys may know what wine goes with hot dogs, Cynthia's
heart is a remora for them two-steppin' Southern boys.
The next track, "West of West Texas," has a propulsive
"Riders in the Sky" rhythm to it. It tells the story
of a restless woman who falls for the charms of a mysterious
stranger who is passing through and western bound - - metaphorically,
at least, not the wisest move she could make. The music has
an ominous undercurrent that leads the listener to believe that
the couple's final destination probably won't be Disney Land.
As he passed close to me
On his face I could see
A smile from a life
Lived a bit carelessly
I shifted my eyes before he realized
I longed for somewhere
West of West Texas
"For the Moment" provides an interesting twist on
the humorous song of convenient love. In this case, the woman
is assuring the man that even though she's not sure who or what
tomorrow may bring, at this precise instant she loves only him.
I guess it could be looked at as some kind of feminist turnabout,
but why ruin a good song with such perverse things?
I don't know where I'm going
Hardly know where I've been
Here I am knockin' at your door
Honey, won't you let me in?
Can't say how I got here
Don't know where I'll go
But for the moment
Babe you know I love you so
A song that quickly grew on me was "Alamo Waltz."
No, it's not a satirical piece; instead, it is a bittersweet
paean to unrequited love that uses the beauty of San Antonio
and the symbolism of its most famous landmark. The poetic imagery
and Spanish-influenced guitar had me yearning not for lost love,
but for the Riverwalk and a 32-ounce beer from Dick's. This
is simply a great song that should be played every minute of
everyday somewhere in San Antone and made requisite listening
for all Texans.
I remember the Alamo
Bathed in a moonlit glow
As we waltzed to guitars 'neath the stars
And the gay-colored lights
Oh, I didn't want to go
You know I could've loved you so
If I had believed that in time you'd be mine
I'd be in Texas tonight
Cynthia Gayneau sings and plays in a simple, unadorned fashion,
but her music has a depth and soulfulness that only evinces itself
in the work of people who truly love what they do. If you're
a fan of Hank Sr. or the recently rediscovered treasures on O,
Brother, then Cynthia Gayneau's West of West Texas
is the direction you need to be heading.
Cynthia Gayneau's West of West Texas can be bought
by putting ink to paper and sending a note to her at Botte Music,
PO Box 31784, Seattle, WA., 98103.
Contact Jud Block at jud-at-rockzilla.net
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