cary in the scene28 Mar 2008
Bluesy soul-country mamas with impeccable twangabilly tendencies can be a retrofitted drag, or they can be Cary Ann Hearst. Dust and Bones from 2006 recasts Americana as outsider folk and rock ’n’ roll, right down to the impressionistic precision of the backing band and Hearst’s untutored but lively guitar. The title track stomps its feet in an abandoned church and Hearst sings “Dresden Snow” like Wanda Jackson covering something winsome from John Cale’s Paris 1919. Only it’s not winsome—it’s twisted, brilliant and very alive, like most of Dust and Bones. As a pure vocalist, the Mississippi native bears comparison to Jackson or Nashville’s Kristi Rose, but there’s nothing particularly campy about Hearst’s songs or the way she delivers them. She’s a canny singer and songwriter with a knack for the telling details that color her concise narratives.
You should go see her play tonight at the End (10PM).