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Where to start with Danni
Leigh? Every man I know points out the obvious attributes; the
woman is drop-dead, drool-on-the-table, slap-your-mama gorgeous.
And looks like she'll kick your ass if you say so impolitely.
Mercy. In Nashville nowadays that's a surefire ticket to a
record contract and a sweet little thing's God-given fifteen
minutes (Mindy McCready, anyone?). Ms. Leigh's publicity folks
certainly know the power of beauty's allure, as evidenced by
the model-worthy promo pics on her website. But listen before
you look and I think you'll find that you fall in love with Danni
Leigh for reasons far different and infinitely better than those
you might expect.
While that looks hook can draw testosterone-laden alpha males
to shows, thankfully Ms. Leigh has her soul set on offering a
bit more. On her third album, Danni showcases the personal and
resonating sort of performance that has made her career one of
substance in the early going. And Divide and Conquer
is a personal effort, make no mistake about it. The successor
to 29 Nights and A Shot of Whiskey and a Prayer,
both of which painted Danni as a traditional country crooner
with the Clairol starlets dead in her crosshairs, this disc showcases
a vocalist who knows where she came from and is damn sure aware
of where she wants to go. Produced by Pete Anderson and compiled
entirely by Danni herself, it's a musical odyssey that in some
places touches autobiography and in others just touches the rest
of us right where we live.
Some have compared Leigh to country neo-traditional outlaw
Dwight Yoakam (cue the Pete Anderson connection, but you knew
that), and the two share a mutual admiration in tandem with several
projects they have collaborated on. But while Dwight tends to
pen his own tunes, on this album Danni shows a Strait-like potential
for picking excellent songs to make her own. The two she does
share writing credits on, though, are standouts and they offer
up enticingly distinct and separate styles.
Divide and Conquer starts off stronger than a double
Jack straight up. "He Used To Say That To Me," penned
by Jim Lauderdale and John Scott Sherrill, is exactly what bittersweet
country music has always been about. Warm, voluptuous vocals
wrap around the lyrics and intertwine with a steel guitar crying
in the night for what once was and now is again-but over there,
with someone new. This one burns just like that first gulp of
Jasper Newton Daniel's finest, and leaves the same silky smooth
taste on your palate as its first rush wanes. Traditional roots
country at its finest.
Lucky Lawrence wrote track two, "My Last Chance Is Gone."
The mood changes here, as does the musical accompaniment. Sparer
with haunting drum a bit more prominent, the song moves through
pre-dawn hours on the strength of a beautiful voice steeped in
Marlboros. Amazing how Ms. Leigh switches from honky tonker
to torch crooner so easily, and how deeply into melancholy she'll
take you before this song winds down.
But then, just about
sunrise, the Mighty King of Love, Phil Lee, hands Danni a rocking
number that puts everything right back into perspective. "Somebody
Ought To Do Something About That Girl" goes back to cut
number one, squares off with the heartache of the second track,
and decides that woman is in need of a talking to. It's false
bravado, and it's also way too close to home for comfort. Phil's
version says the guy needs the talking to, Danni's says it's
the woman, and you know what -- the truth turns out to be the
same for both sexes. This is a prime example of an artist choosing
material she understands and can bring to pulsating life on her
own terms. A compliment to Lee and Leigh.
"House of Pain," (Brett Beavers) stays in the tear-jerking
honky tonk vein, and then suddenly the album shifts into placidly
soothing balladry with Malcolm Holcombe's "A Far Cry From
Here." This sounds a hell of a lot like Guy Clark, and
the spare acoustic guitar babbles softly across the stones of
a broken relationship like the Rio Grande towards Tom Russell's
hacienda. Breathtakingly beautiful, this song.
Striking in its disparate nature, Abra Moore's "Don't
Feel Like Crying" brings a funkier groove and breathier
vocals into the mix. Truthfully, this cut feels a bit like She-Daisy,
and seems out of place on this disc. But it is well done, and
the percussion track is one of the cooler you'll hear on a country
album.
Leigh penned the next one, "Yesterday," with Michael
Lunn and Michael Noble. Sounds a bit like . . . (you ready for
this?) . . . early Amy Grant. (That's not a bad thing. I mean
before Grant went all Christian Nashville drivel, when she still
had life and soul in the naïve crevices of her voice and
lyrics). And the song's autobiographical tone, the theme of crawling
out from under yesterday and moving on, is exactly what Divide
and Conquer is all about.
Lauderdale also handled writing chores on the next tune, "Sometimes,"
which Leigh pulls off here as a Sheryl Crow-type story song.
I can do without it, but Crow fans will be all over this one.
And hey, Ms. Crow did just garner a country Grammy nomination
for her work on that Hank Williams tribute album, so maybe it
fits after all.
Danni and Doug Swander wrote the penultimate cut here, "Last
Train to San Antone," and it's a song Leigh calls one of
her all-time favorites. Should be, it's the best damn song on
the album. Danni, if you're reading this, I'd like to just say.
. . more, please.
Again carried along on acoustic guitar, it's a songwriter type
tune that's perfectly suited for the introspective and haunting
nuances of Danni's pipes. I can't get this song to stop playing
on that speaker in my brain, so I'll just pour me another tumbler
of whiskey and keep being happy about it.
And then, the title cut. Guitar work straight out of Chris
Isaak's library or a Tarantino film, full of southwestern imagery
and desert skies. Leigh really stretches her wings here, stepping
out into ranges and vibratos unheard anywhere else on this disc.
There's a little bit of soul and gospel in the mix, and percussion
like rattlesnakes hissing on the road we all must walk if we
really do want to Divide and Conquer.
So, fellas, go to Danni's shows to look if you want. But
get the wax outta your ears first, because you're about to fall
in love with a voice pure and sweet as honey churning out stories
from your life. And Lord knows, that's what a Saturday night
in honky tonks everywhere is all about. Danni channels the best
of Tammy and Loretta without the sequins and big hair, belting
out sour mash-sippin' tunes that'll put the starch in your jeans
all by themselves.
She's at www.dannileigh.com,
and on the road touring with Hank III, Rodney Crowell and Chris
Knight. Miss that show at your own peril.
You can contact David Pilot at:
tailgunner-at-rockzilla.net
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