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Amelia Blake's music
might lead you to assume she'd grown up near her current home
in northwestern Louisiana. Instead she came Straight Outta
Compton, growing up in the Los Angeles suburb best known,
at least musically, as the home of gangsta rap pioneers N.W.A.,
not exactly an Americana music stronghold.
Growing up in SoCal, she was always surrounded by music.
Her grandfather started out as a vaudevillian, moving to California
and working as a musician and composer for CBS after vaudeville
had run its course. Her mother studied opera and met her dad
while he was playing guitar and fiddle in a Navy band during
WWII. As the ninth of ten girls, musical siblings who all sang
and played instruments surrounded her. Dad liked to sing cowboy
songs; her older sisters were into the Beatles and sang folk
in local coffeehouses. Add these influences to those you'd expect
from now living near the intersection of Louisiana, Texas, and
Arkansas and where Blake is coming from musically becomes clear.
Thoreau said, "The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation."
In the title track, Blake knows there must be more to life,
but as she contemplates breaking from the status quo the realization
that how to do this, even what needs to be different, isn't clear.
In the end, like Thoreau's "mass of men," she continues
living her life of quiet desperation.
Sittin' in the kitchen my feet propped on a chair
Starin' out the window suckin' up the atmosphere
I'm just takin' a little time to contemplate my point of view
With the way things are lookin' I ain't got nothin' else to do
I want to be somebody, but I'm not up to the task
I want to leave this old town, but I can't afford the gas
But I guess it's just as well, 'cus I ain't got nowhere to go
to
With the way things are lookin' I ain't got nothin' else to do
Blake was aiming for a bare bones sound, playing acoustic
guitar and sometimes mandolin herself, and enlisted fellow songwriter
Mike Westbrook (lead acoustic guitar, mandolin) and Jerry Abrams
of Houston Marchman's band (bass fiddle). Another songwriter
friend, Ted Lindsay, plays electric bass in place of Abrams on
some tracks. Overall the music has an organic, acoustic sound.
Full enough, but always enhancing and supporting rather than
detracting from Blake's beautiful voice that takes its rightful
place at center stage.
The roots of Americana music are largely rural. Celebrating
the joys of simple small town life and the evils of the impersonal
big city are almost cliché. Waylon sang about getting
back to the basics in Luckenbach. Charlie Robison flees Dallas
and Austin for Bandera, singing "I'll see you around in
my hometown." Blake reverses the stereotype, starting in
the big city and moving to small. Untainted by nostalgia, her
view is more balanced. You won't hear her pining for the city,
but in "News Travels Fast" she tackles one of the negatives
of the rural life.
Heard you're running around with someone new
It didn't take long, I didn't expect it to
I know you don't believe in long good byes
Go ahead and look me in the eye
No you shouldn't be so surprised
News travels fast in a small town
Rumors spread and word gets around
Don't even mind with having a secret
Ain't no way you're gonna keep it
'Cus news travels fast in a small town
You also won't hear Blake pining for past loves. In "Better
Leave Him Alone," she warns a former lover's new lady about
getting too involved, not out of jealousy, but because she knows
he'll just break her heart. In "Let Go" she sings
about moving on when a relationship isn't working, and she refuses
to let a past lover hurt her in "Better than That."
Through the trials of love she usually remains strong, especially
in "Baby It's You," where she makes sure her man understands
why the relationship isn't working.
I'll stand my ground, you can't knock me down
'Cus I've been down for the very last time
And because you knew what I'd been through
I thought you'd grant me some piece of mind
But don't you know, don't you know, that it's not me
Yeah, baby it's you
You're the one who doesn't give a damn about who I am
What else can I do?
'Cus I've already tried the tender night
To play those games I see
But I know that that's not me
But baby it's you
Blake's song titles sometimes lead you to expect one thing,
but what you find is just the opposite. In "Baby It's You,"
I expected a tribute to a great love like the Shirelles' hit
with the same title. Obviously I was wrong and the contradiction
intensifies the impact of the real message. Disc closer "Heartbreaker"
also isn't what you might expect. On this tune Blake is at her
most vulnerable, no surprise there. But if you expect another
man-that-done-me-wrong song, think again. She wants to be the
heartbreaker, just not in the usual sense.
Break your heart, I wanna break your heart
I wanna break your heart wide open
So I can get inside
You make it hard, you make it hard
You make it so hard don't you
To find a place to hide
What ever happened to you to make you so hardhearted
Wish I could be that way too
So distant, so guarded
If I could be a heartbreaker
Wouldn't I like to be, wouldn't I like to be
The one to tear down the walls that keep us apart
Blake's crack band and smart lyrics are both good reasons
to like this disc. But what keeps bringing me back is her voice,
strong yet feminine with a relaxed bluesy quality. The kind
of voice that will make you feel comfortable and relaxed too.
I imagine her kids have fallen asleep to some great lullabies.
* To order a copy of Nothing Else to Do online you'll
need to visit either www.villagerecords.com or www.cdbaby.com (where you can also listen
to some song samples). To learn more of Amelia Blake's story
or for an alternative purchase option visit www.ameliablake.com
Contact Al Kunz at kunz-at-rockzilla.net
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