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- Oct. 03, 1994: Music:Little Gifts that Just Happen
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- TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1994
- Oct. 03, 1994 Blinksmanship
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- <article>
- <source>Time Magazine</source>
- <hdr>
- ARTS & MEDIA/MUSIC, Page 76
- "Little Gifts that Just Happen"
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- <body>
- <p> Nanci Griffith was never a celebrity, but her wonderfully poetic
- new album may change all that
- </p>
- <p>By Michael Walsh--Reported by Elizabeth L. Bland/New York
- </p>
- <p> Some people think poetry is dead, but it's not; it's just underground,
- disguised as songwriting. Once, a reclusive Emily Dickinson
- could spin out her feathery verses and send them next door to
- her sister-in-law, content to preserve her New England obscurity.
- Today a would-be Dickinson is more likely to grab a guitar,
- put together a backup band and hit the road. That was precisely
- the path taken by Nanci Griffith, a wide-eyed Texas waif who
- may just be one of America's best poets--and for sure is one
- of its best songwriters.
- </p>
- <p> Her recordings are populated by such stylistically disparate
- collaborators as Lyle Lovett, Mark Knopfler of Dire Straits,
- Larry Mullen Jr. and Adam Clayton of U2 and even the Chieftains.
- In the rigidly structured formats of FM radio, though, Griffith
- has never found a fit: Is she folk, country or what? Now, with
- the release this month of her 12th album, the magnificently
- tuneful and frankly autobiographical Flyer, Griffith's relative
- lack of celebrity is a bygone thing.
- </p>
- <p> That she is not better known is partly by choice. "I'm an extremely
- reclusive person," says Griffith, 40, in a high, clear, Texas-twanged
- schoolgirl voice. "As far as career goes, I've probably shot
- myself in the foot more than anyone I know, because I've protected
- my privacy and my life and the cocoon that I have to weave myself
- into in order to be the writer that I am."
- </p>
- <p> Divorced in 1982 from fellow musician Eric Taylor after a six-year
- marriage, she lives alone, either at her century-old farmhouse
- outside Nashville, Tennessee, or in her loft in downtown Dublin,
- where she is a wildly popular member of the burgeoning Irish
- country-folk scene. Most of the time she travels, which is where
- she gets her best musical ideas. "I do most of my writing on
- the road," she says. "It doesn't matter where I am. It all comes
- at one time, words and music. I think of my songs as little
- gifts that I reach out and grab. They just happen."
- </p>
- <p> Gentle and artless but with a strong social bite, Griffith's
- best songs conjure up a series of four-minute worlds, miniature
- but universal brushes with blind fate, transient love and life's
- harsh realities. In Trouble in the Fields, struggling Okie farmers
- battle the farm depression of the early '80s, "when the bankers
- swarm like locusts out there, turning away our yield." Lookin'
- for the Time tells of a forlorn streetwalker who dreams of the
- day when she can afford to let the cruising "limos just slide
- on by."
- </p>
- <p> Her most poignant song, Gulf Coast Highway, written with pianist
- James Hooker and guitarist Danny Flowers, has this refrain:
- "And when he dies he says he'll catch/ Some blackbird's wing/
- Then he will fly away to Heaven/ Come some sweet blue-bonnet
- spring."
- </p>
- <p> "In the past," Griffith explains, "I wrote mostly fiction, or
- things I observed, without being part of them. Flyer has been
- totally different: it is very personal--real experience, walking
- into life instead of walking around it."
- </p>
- <p> Real experience means broken love affairs and the cockeyed optimism
- that attends their apparent demise. Say It Isn't So is couched
- in Griffith's best straight-ahead vein, as she confronts a lover's
- waning passion: "Say it isn't so/ Tell me that you're someone/
- I'll believe in/ Am I the last to know/ That you don't love
- me anymore?/ If you ever did..." The final number, This Heart,
- finds her rallied and confident: "This heart was almost taken/
- This heart had a love of its own/ This heart was reawakened/
- When you came along.../ This heart hears the telephone ringin'/
- This heart is gonna let it go."
- </p>
- <p> Griffith unapologetically calls herself a folk singer. "It's
- not the F word to me," she says. "I have been influenced by
- so many types of music, but that's what folk music is." Strongly
- melodic, and often with an irresistible hook in the chorus,
- the songs nevertheless riff freely among country, folk and rock
- idioms, effortlessly fusing all three. Onstage, she puts them
- across with gusto, her long hair streaming, her face radiant.
- She spends 35 weeks a year performing. "For so many years,"
- she explains, "that was the only way to tell people about my
- new songs. I created an audience, as opposed to waiting for
- a record company to create it for me."
- </p>
- <p> Still, she considers performing secondary to composing. "I write
- for other performers," she says. "When someone else records
- my songs, that is the stamp of approval that says I am doing
- what I wanted to do." Among those who have covered her songs:
- Willie Nelson, Emmylou Harris, Suzy Bogguss and Kathy Mattea.
- </p>
- <p> True to form, Griffith professes unconcern over whether Flyer
- will make her the star she deserves to be. "Whether one person
- buys my album or 10,000, it doesn't matter to me. There is still
- that one person." Maybe so, but it must be nice to draw a crowd.
- </p>
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