Word: autoharp
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...It’s definitely not sound vomit, but with the exception of several moments of brilliant clarity, most of the album is just a tad too hectic to really serve as anything more than background music.The record kicks off on a great note—despite its cheesy autoharp intro, “Nonpareil of Favor” is a big track. Framed on top of some beautifully repetitive, pounding Sonic Youth fuzz, Barnes begins the album-long musings about his cracking and complicated relationships. How can the guy who wrote the music for the Outback Steakhouse commercial have...
NEIL YOUNG Movie: Neil Young: Heart of Gold, now in theaters Set list: The country rocker performs his new Prairie Wind album and classics to a Nashville crowd Nonfan appeal: Modest. Director Jonathan Demme skips MTV-style crowd cuts for a bluesier cadence Bring your: Autoharp...
...stories, pairing sweet voices and upbeat melodies with tragic events and sinister intentions (witness “What a Fucking Lovely Day,” in which a villain remarks on the beauty of scheming and deception). Instrumentation is varied—Merritt employs sounds as diverse as the autoharp, the Chinese jinghu, and the lute—but the arrangements are kept open and airy, with little trace of the synthesizers that buoy many of his other projects. As always, Merritt’s music has a simple, appealing exterior that belies the sharp conflict running beneath...
DIED. JANETTE CARTER, 82, autoharp-playing singer-songwriter and last surviving child of country music's original Carter Family; in Kingsport, Tenn. In 1927, her parents A.P. and Sara, along with aunt Maybelle--mother to June Carter Cash--formed the Carter Family, whose harmonious folk melodies were hugely influential in country music. After A.P. Carter died in 1960, Janette dedicated herself to preserving the musical heritage of her family and of Appalachia, creating the Carter Family Fold, a museum where, until recently, she gave weekly concerts...
...dozen of us sat in a circle on the floor with our babies, our attention focused on a woman strumming an autoharp. While none of us would openly admit it, the truth is we were all there hoping to give our children an edge. Why else would we sign up our newborns for a class called Sing 'n Dance? It hardly mattered that my eight-week-old daughter Rachel had not yet mastered holding her head upright and was nowhere close to rolling over. She was considered the perfect age for the weekly program that promised a meaningful learning experience...