Hank & Shaidri Alrich are a father and daughter duo who have been playing and singing together for over twenty-five years. Their sound is both traditional and contemporary, driven by rich instrumental work supporting a unique vocal blend, that “blood harmony” associated with closely related voices.
Hank plays guitar, mandolin, or five-string banjo, and Shaidri plays guitar or fiddle. They deliver an acoustic sound that is spacious and gentle one moment, dense and powerful the next. Their relaxed delivery belies the power of their performances, and their quirky senses of humor add a welcome twist to the package.
Their presentation is devoid of electronic effects or gimmickry. They are something folk, bluegrass, Americana, old country, and original, a roots music package that doesn't fit well into preconceived marketing niches, but which appeals to many people across genres and generations. This is stellar stuff for listening audiences who love good acoustic music.
Their debut CD, Carry Me Home, released in late 2009 (Armadillo Records CD 1001) is an inspiring offering of “ten timeless tracks” (John Conquest, 3rd Coast Music Magazine, March, 2010). Produced by Hank and recorded without the use of headphones or the security of overdubs, Carry Me Home manifests an unpretentious thread focused on the lives of people and a sense of place. The material and the delivery harken to a time when music spoke directly and powerfully of issues transcending heartbreak, of histories ignored by the status quo. Hank’s approach to production eschews the cocoon of contemporary digital manipulation. What you hear is what they played, a refreshing dose of sonic reality in a world of musical fakery. Every track has received airplay on public and community stations from Australia to Israel, Italy to the Netherlands, Missouri to Manitoba, and more.
The duo's live show is suitable for any venue that offers a good listening environment, with a little bit of room for dancing.
LISTENER'S & PRESENTER'S ACCLAIM
“I have had the pleasure of listening to and working with Hank & Shaidri Alrich through the past several years. The Father and Daughter team are not only extremely talented musicians but professional and well respected in the music community. The songs they have written and performed are impeccable and entertaining. We are very fortunate to have them perform here at Threadgill's.”
Melanie Bounds, Manager, Threadgill's, Austin, Texas
"Hank, Shaidri and Fletcher, Thank you for giving us a memorable concert. I heard a lot of very positive comment from those in attendance following your appearance. The performance was relaxed, the commentary interesting, and the music excellent. You already know how highly I think of Shaidri's vocals. Harp of an angel!"
Robert Hurley, HillCountry HouseConcerts, Boerne, Texas
“Hank and Shaidri Alrich are a delightful father-daughter duo that literally burst on the scene at the 2010 Southwest Regional Folk Alliance (SWRFA) conference. Previously unknown to many, they quickly generated a buzz as a “must see” act. Their debut CD, Carry Me Home, features captivating harmonies, simple acoustic arrangements, and has a distinctive “old timey” feel about it. They seem like the kind of folks you’d enjoy hanging out with, perhaps trading stories or jamming on the back porch.
“Those of us who book musicians for house concerts and other venues have learned that CDs can be a useful screening tool, but are not always a reliable guide to the quality of a live performance. Various studio tricks like pitch correction and overdubs are not available on stage. But, if anything, Hank and Shaidri are even better live than on CD. They are the real deal with no frills attached: great songs, tasteful down-home arrangements, and warm harmonies, all delivered with sincerity, heart, and soul. Definitely a must see!”
Austin Kessler, Mountain House Concerts Austin, Texas
“I had the pleasure of hosting Hank & Shaidri Alrich at my house concert series in Davis Ca. and it was a wonderful evening. Shaidri’s voice, the musicianship and the choice of songs combined were more than the sum of the parts. They perform a great mix of old, new, traditional and self penned songs that cover a wide range of territory and are evidence of their great connection to and love of the music they are performing. A wonderful evening all around.”
Bill Wagman, Wagman House Concerts, Davis, California
"I got the Hank & Shaidri Alrich CD 'Carry Me Home' and I enjoyed it deeply. It's a very good collection of songs with excellent harmonies and a beautiful taste for roots music. I'll give airplay to it in my radio show called 'Happy Trails' on Susa Onda Radio, Italy and it'll stay in my playlist for a long time!"
REMO RICALDONE, Italy March 21 2010
"…this album marks the debut recording of a daughter-father duo whose dedication and determination to make music on their own terms – music for music’s sake – shines through."
JOE NICK PATOSKI Carry Me Home liner notes November 2009
"Been a bit swamped of late, processing the past decade and reckoning to bust some kind of move or another, so I’m only now coming out with my Top 10 list. After checking out about 70 of last year’s releases, here goes…
2. Carry Me Home – Hank & Shaidri Alrich w/Doug Harman"
BRET MOSELY http://www.bretmosley.com/textpattern/articles/23/my-top-10-albums-of-2009
"I think it's the best album of its ilk that I've ever heard. I kid you not. "Carry Me Home is right up there with things written and produced by Jimmy Webb and Michael Smith - top of the heap."
WENDY WENTWORTH Austin Texas January 19 2010
"I don't want to oversell this, but I've never heard better singing"
CHARLIE PRICHARD Austin Texas July 2008
More comprehensive biographical information for Shaidri, Hank, and Doug is available at:
Shaidri Alrich - Acoustic Guitar, Fiddle, and Vocals.
Hank Alrich - Vocals, Guitar, and Mandolin
CARRY ME HOME on Armadillo Records from Austin TX, released Dec 2009
All tracks receiving airplay!
Spins so far in 10 countries, 20 US states, and 2 Canadian provinces
#4 on the FAR chart March 2010
Hank and Shaidri Alrich with Doug Harman - Carry Me Home - 4 Stars
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By John Conquest February 2010 Ever read a music feature and wonder, what’s the point? Of course...By John Conquest
Ever read a music feature and wonder, what’s the point? Of course you have, and that’s because it didn’t have what we ink-stained wretches call a hook, something solid on which to hang the story. With Hank & Shaidri Alrich, I have a different problem, too many hooks and too little space.
Let’s start with an Austin-centric one—the CD artwork was turned in by Bill Narum, one of the city’s legendary graphic artists, just two days before his sudden death last November. Apart from being extraordinarily talented, Narum was a really great guy. I used to think he was the only one of the breed who was also a regular Joe, but I have it on good authority that he was as crazy as the rest of them, just much less obvious. He’s probably best known, if not by name, for the iconic covers of ZZ Top’s LPs, but you can find many images of his distinctive work on the Internet.
Moving on, we have a long dormant label’s first release since 1981. Armadillo Records put out LPs and 45s by acts like Shiva’s Headband and Balcones Fault, scoring a runaway success with Bugs Henderson’s At Last, but crashed and burned with Kenneth Threadgill’s Silver-Haired Daddy. “We pressed 10,000 copies and sold about eleven. A major f*ckup.”
Recently, Fletcher Clark of Balcones Fault approached Alrich, who has no interest whatsoever in ever running a record label again, about reviving Armadillo and its sister publishing house for a project of his own, but along the line Carry Me Home emerged as the relaunch title.
Then there’s Hank Alrich, a Californian with a permanent place in Texas music history. While serving as an Army X-Ray technician at Fort Sam Houston, Alrich lucked into a posting that gave him every Friday, Saturday and Sunday off, “musician’s hours,” enabling him to establish his band, Tiger Balm (‘music to sooth the savage beast’), which played everything from jug music to “hippy space shit.” This did not always go over well, but, starting with being the opening act for three nights over New Year’s Eve, 1970-71, the group found a home at Armadillo World Headquarters, in which Alrich became heavily involved, investing money in it and eventually taking the debt-ridden joint over when Eddie Wilson burned out in 1976.
With the help of corporate dropout Randy McCall, Alrich got it back on an even keel only to have the property sold from under him in 1980. The wrecking ball, in early 1981, is still a painful memory, and with the Armadillo gone, Hank and his family, including his daughter Shaidri, who was born in Austin, moved back to California.
There’s a lot more to Alrich’s Austin involvement, playing with various long-gone outfits, including being guitarist in both Shiva’s Headband and Balcones Fault, back in the day, more recently, visiting regularly to see his daughters Shaidri and Mylie, and help Eddie Wilson work on a history of Armadillo World Headquarters. If you want a quick fix while you wait for that book to come out, there was a long and detailed feature on Alrich and the Armadillo in the Austin American-Statesman (January 24th). Having rather less space available, I’m moving on to Shaidri, a child prodigy, winning open fiddle contests at six and able to perfectly mimic singers like Emmylou Harris, leading her mother to wonder “What would you sound like if you sang like Shaidri Alrich?” Ambivalent about her talent, Shaidri kept it secret for many years, which Hank regretted but didn’t press her, “My wife and I agreed, don’t say a word.” However, one day, out of the blue, she called Hank with a question about chord progressions, coming to terms with music just as her father finally figured out that his decades of depression were due to not playing it anymore.
This combination of circumstances led to the father and daughter performing and recording together, which brings us to the always fascinating subject of blood harmonies. Once a staple of popular music, especially country, family groups with their very special magic (think Carter, Andrews, Boswell, Isley, Maddox, Louvin, Everly) are now, sadly, extremely thin on the ground. While it may sound rather obvious, father/daughter duos being much rarer than brothers and sisters, the Alrichs really do remind me of Royce & Jeannie Kendall, if less patently radio-friendly.
Which, finally, brings us to the album itself, ten timeless tracks, of which Alrich’s four originals sit comfortably alongside arrangements of Charlie Poole’s version of The Great Baltimore Fire, Jesse Johnson & Dixie Smith’s The Death of Ellenton, Stillwater by Gerry Barnett, former Shiva’s Headband drummer (Alrich tells me his groove was the key to the band’s success), Peter Rowan’s Before The Streets Were Paved, Utah Phillips’ Daddy, What’s A Train? and, reviving a long ago side project, Blarney’s Ghost Medley (“Shaidri loves to play Celtic fiddle tunes”). Alrich, singing and playing guitar and mandolin provides the solid core, Harman gorgeous cello swirls while Shaidri, what can I say that adequately conveys the beauty of her leads and harmonies? She glows in the dark.
Many years ago, Hank told a reluctant Shaidri, “You don’t have to be a star,” and that advice is perhaps the key to their album’s special magic. This is music for music’s sake.
Home with the Armadillo
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by Brad Bucholz, American Statesman Staff January 22, 2010 At the concert hour, Hank Alrich stru...by Brad Bucholz, American Statesman Staff
January 22, 2010
At the concert hour, Hank Alrich strums a few notes on his acoustic guitar and glances warmly at the 30 to 40 people seated in metal folding chairs for a Friday afternoon set at the Armadillo Christmas Bazaar. The man on stage could pass for a 21st-century John Muir lean and trim, with a bushy beard and gentle countenance and piercing brown eyes.
"This is the first time I've ever played the Armadillo Christmas Bazaar," he says, so softly that the words barely resonate above the holiday hum and mumble in the room. "Although ... a long time ago ... I used to manage the Armadillo."
Hank Alrich is a stranger to most Austin music fans. He hasn't lived here, in fact, for more than 25 years. Yet this stage forever belongs to him, for no one invested more — in terms of heart and energy and cold, hard cash — on behalf of the long-lost Austin concert hall and creative enclave known as the Armadillo World Headquarters.
Alrich didn't just "manage" the Armadillo. He was its unsung hero, its guardian angel. Even Armadillo founder Eddie Wilson — who peeked into the hulking, vacant National Guard armory at 525Â½ Barton Springs Road one beer-stained night and imagined the magical, musical heart-enterprise that would flourish there from August 1970 till dawn's light of 1981 — sees Alrich as an Armadillo savior.
"Hank is a hero," says Wilson. "If not for Hank, the Armadillo would have been closed in two years instead of open for 10."
Alrich and Armadillo began their shared history in December 1970, when he fronted a San Antonio band called Tiger Balm during the concert hall's first New Year's Eve show. In time, Alrich moved to Austin and slept in the Shiva's Headband school bus in the Armadillo parking lot. He played shows at the Dillo. He mopped the floors at the Dillo. He took up residence in the Dillo.
It was Hank Alrich who donated $10,000 toward the construction of the Armadillo beer garden in 1972. It was Alrich who built the Armadillo's Onion Audio recording studio in 1975. And it was Alrich who ran the Armadillo after Wilson left in November 1976 — when the venue, besieged by creditors, was a breath away from closure — and promptly led it through its most triumphant years.
As a boss, Alrich brought a strong business acumen to the Armadillo. He booked Count Basie and the B-52s, reconfigured the beer garden into a summer paradise, channeled $200,000 of personal inheritance into the place. He gave countless "let's go out with style" pep talks to disbelieving music fans throughout 1980 after landlord M.K. Hage announced his plan to terminate the Armadillo's lease and sell his land. And when the end finally came, on the morning Jan. 1, 1981, it was Hank Alrich who locked the front door after the last, great night of Armadillo music.
Two years later, in 1983, Alrich and his wife, Lanis, quietly left town to raise a family on 300 forested acres in his native California. Many Austin friends were certain they'd never see him again. But as fate would have it, three of Alrich's grown children have settled in Austin the past decade. Their moves called him home, in a sense. Home with the Armadillo.
Hank Alrich has also come home to music. At 65, he's just released his debut folk album — "Carry Me Home" — which showcases his daughter, singer Shaidri Alrich, and his longtime friend Doug Harman on cello. In true Armadillo spirit, Alrich did it for the fun, not for fame . Father and daughter perform around town a bit, mostly at Threadgill's, where their song list features several songs that both honor and lament the passing of beauty in the face of urban "progress."
"You know, the old saying goes that you can never go home again. But that's not right. Hank is doing it, right now," says Emma Little, who has known Alrich since the early days of the Armadillo, when she ran the on-site nursery for children of the venue's employees. "I love watching Hank and his daughter, the way they play music together. It's a gift, a gift to all of us."
The Armadillo World Headquarters was the most colorful live music venue in our city's history — a worn-around-the edges mecca that commanded national attention even as it struggled to be a viable business enterprise. The concert hall was like a giant hangar, covered in painted murals, which forever smelled like pot and stale beer and fresh-baked cookies. It was a haven for artists, rednecks, students, bikers, hippies, dancers, summer sunbathers and, most of all, serious music fans.
The Armadillo was more than its physical space, however. It housed a spirit, a communal essence, an allegiance to art and dreams, garden and nature. It reflected Austin's live-and-let-live ethic of the era. The Armadillo was built by the people who ran it, so it welcomed and nurtured creativity. If you aspired to devote your life to a dream that mattered, you were at home in the Armadillo.
"It was always in the service of art, of one kind or another," says Alrich, considering Armadillo Essence over lunch at Threadgill's, Eddie Wilson's place. "We didn't manufacture anything but an experience. The music was always the art that, like dance, only exists while it's being created. ... We weren't that great at defining what we were doing at the Armadillo, partly — and we can laugh about it now — because we didn't know. We made it up as we went along. It's not a question of being inside or outside the box. It was more like: Has anybody ever seen the box?
"I met someone the other night who told me he was 4 years old the first time he visited the Armadillo in 1974. His memories of the Armadillo go till he was 10 years old, so they're not very specific. But he said, 'I recall the feeling' — and I went wow! — 'I can recall what it felt like to be around that energy.' " Alrich loves it, about the Armadillo, "that the 4-year-old remembers the inner view."
Alrich never aspired to run the Armadillo. It wasn't in his nature to "boss" anybody. He was 32, the son of a thoroughbred horse breeder in California who dropped out of Dartmouth College in 1965 to pursue life as a folk musician — a path interrupted only by the draft and the ensuing two-year stint as an X-ray technician at Fort Sam Houston in San Antonio. An intensely sensitive man, Alrich preferred working in the background at the Armadillo, supporting the larger enterprise, playing flute for the guys hauling dirt in the beer garden. But he answered the call, in late 1976, with the Armadillo teetering on the brink of financial extinction.
"Eddie Wilson felt like he'd done everything he could do; he'd made the good-faith efforts to various people who had offered or proferred working capital to the Armadillo in the past — but there was nothing there," recalls Fletcher Clark, an Armadillo alumnus whose band, Balcones Fault, was a big draw in the 1970s. "So Hank hopped in there and just kind of took over. He said, basically, 'I'll just wind it up in an orderly fashion.' That was originally his only goal, to make it cleanly go away."
Alrich was intrigued, however, when attorneys floated the idea of filing for Chapter 11 bankruptcy, which would allow the Armadillo to remain open while paying off its creditors. Quickly, he assumed the role as the Armadillo's responsible party — cutting the paid staff from 151 to 22, scaling back the advertising budget, championing the idea that the Armadillo audiences were stakeholders in the enterprise.
"The things we needed to correct at the Armadillo were so much Business 101A ... we had three or four telephones for every person, for example," says Alrich, noting the place was losing $50,000 every six months in the mid-'70s.
"Yet we had (already) succeeded to the extent that we'd created a huge national profile. ... In terms of promotion and production and scheduling and booking and catering, we were way down the road. We already had our doctorates! We were at the lead in our field ... That was an important factor of a potentially successful business, properly and elegantly executed."
When Hank Alrich recalls those days, he talks very much like a buttoned-down banker — accentuating the notion of service, attention to bottom line, the notion of thrift. He's clearly one who takes responsibility seriously. At the same time, Alrich is very much the man he appears to be — a '60s hippie who has lived most of his life in service to art and music and nature outside the energies of ambition.
These qualities made him a respected leader at the Armadillo.
"Hank wanted to make sure that everybody who had an artistic identity at the Armadillo had a format so that you could do what you wanted to do — be that on stage, or in the recording context or selling T-shirts," says Emma Little. "It wasn't easy for him (in 1977). Hank got thrown into a boat with 100 holes in it, and he plugged up the holes the best he could. But he handled it smoothly. I never saw him get angry, not once."
While cleaning up the Armadillo's books, improving the sound and the lights as he fended off his creditors, Alrich allowed himself one luxury — the prerogative to transcend the Dillo's "Hippies and Rednecks" persona and book more eclectic shows. This included jazz acts such as Basie, Larry Coryell, Weather Report, Old and New Dreams, the David Grisman Quintet. Alrich booked a young Pat Metheny before he was famous. And when Metheny returned in 1979, suddenly a star, he insisted, in gratitude, upon covering the Armadillo's house losses from the first show with door receipts from the second.
"Hank realized we were going to lose money on a certain number of shows," recalls Fletcher Clark. "So why not have those events be coincident? Hank thought: 'If we're going to lose money, let's at least book somebody worth listening to.'
"The musicians loved it, because the place sounded so good. I'll never forget Count Basie's reaction (in 1980). When he walked in the doors, his eyes got real big and he said, 'What in the hell are we doing here?'" The Armadillo, of course, looked like a dump compared with Carnegie Hall. "But after the sound check he said, 'you know, your people are really good.' And then when the show was over, he said, 'Anytime you guys want to do this again. ...' "
Days later, M.K. Hage announced his plans to sell his lot on Barton Springs Road. He gave Alrich and the Armadillo almost a full year to say goodbye — and throw a whale of a party.
Hank Alrich didn't like it that the Armadillo died before its time. But he has clearly gotten past it. He does not pine for what was lost. Alrich admits he was involved in larger grief at the time; his younger brother Bill died suddenly, six weeks before the close. In the end, Alrich has no regrets about the years he devoted to the Dillo, nor the $50,000 he says he never recouped from his $200,000 investment.
"Hey, it costs more than that to go to college," he says wryly. "And I got a much deeper education in some ways, you know?"
Alrich derives some consolation that the Armadillo turned a profit during its last year — $80,000 — despite the fact that the kitchen operated at a $20,000 deficit. The beer garden's final year was glorious, the patio jammed almost every night, a buoyant feeling in the air. There are moments when Alrich allows himself to daydream about what might have been: An arrangement to buy the land, say, in 1983. Incorporating the adjoining roller skating rink into the Armadillo operation. Buying new carpet. Refining the sound. Or maybe: running the Dillo as a nonprofit. Sometimes he wishes aloud he had Wilson's persistence. Maybe, just maybe, he could have talked the landlord out of selling the land.
"The wrecking ball was an obscenity. And it was a good example of the beginning of something that was going to lead to a lot of obscenity," says Alrich, alluding to the growing winds of Austin's development boom in the 1980s. "But the thing that (ticks) me off is that we had it working. We accomplished what we needed, inside the box." What might have happened, he wonders, if the Armadillo artists had the chance to own that land, instead of the city. "But to put that much leverage into the counterculture's hands might have been a little too much."
"When people think of the Armadillo, they tend to think of the bankruptcy — not remembering the fact that we prevailed, that we were a successful Chapter 11 pleading when it was all done."
In the first weeks of 1981, Alrich worked almost every day in the deserted Armadillo. He attended the Armadillo auction in mid-January as part of the bankruptcy settlement. ("A mechanical thing that had to be done, a disappointment with every bang of the gavel.") As the demolition crew arrived, Alrich and Clark were at work in the Armadillo recording studio, finishing up an album by Texas yodeler Kenneth Threadgill.
Alrich watched the wrecking ball bust into artist Henry Gonzalez's freshly completed mural on the West wall. When the foreman of the wrecking crew finally entered his studio, Alrich feigned craziness, swinging a sledgehammer, not acknowledging his presence, as to allow him a few minutes to save some of his valuable recording equipment from destruction. "It's a lot easier to tear this (stuff) apart than it was to build it," he shouted, swinging the hammer. The foreman turned away and let it be.
"The energies that direct Austin now, and even then, they're not so interested in culture," Alrich says a little later. "They're interested in money. Money is important. It's good to have it. But there is no such thing as infinite growth. Period. Value has to come from somewhere else."
At the Armadillo Christmas Bazaar, Hank and Shaidri Alrich are playing a song about the saving grace of light, highlighted by the line "may the lighthouse guide you safely home." The trio is quite a sight: Imagine the shaggy mountain man on mandolin; a blond maiden at the center-stage microphone; the middle-age cellist in coat and tie. Alrich looks very much at home here, invested in the moment, whether the place carries the name of the Armadillo or not.
Behind the stage, there's a photo of Hank Alrich taken some 35 years ago, in Victoria, playing an electric guitar in front of the same "jalapeno-armadillo-cowboy" banner that adorns the stage of the modern bazaar. Between sets, Alrich's daughter — and his old Armadillo buddy Henry Gonzalez — stand before the photo and marvel at how much Hank looks the same, how the circle comes 'round.
Clearly, Alrich prefers the story of this moment — family, friends, connection with music — to the daydream of Armadillo World Headquarters, circa 2010. In a sense, the demise of the Dillo might have been the best thing that ever happened to him. He broke clear, to California. He woke up every morning to the aroma of incense cedar and ponderosa pine. He home-schooled his children, surrounded them with music, founding a high-end sound reinforcement business on the West Coast. And he found his way home.
The Armadillo didn't die; Austin changed. Maybe it's for the better, says Alrich, that the Armadillo didn't evolve into a South by Southwest enterprise.
"I don't mean this negatively: but if we had the time and resources to do it all differently, we might not have been the place we were," he says. "Sure, it didn't last long enough. But if people were there — really there — and they got it in the first place, it's there. They've still got it."
After his set, Alrich hangs around the bazaar for hours, mingling anonymously with the audience during Jimmy LaFave's show. In the middle of "Desperate Men Do Desperate Things" and "Last Train to Glory," Alrich sways to the music, feels a whisper of the eternal Armadillo vibe. The house is jammed, people are happy.
"You know, Hank," says the man next to him, "had you not done what you did years ago, we wouldn't be enjoying this moment right now."
Alrich shrugs it off, glances away. "I try not to think about that."
"All the same, it's true."
"I guess I done good?" he says, not quite convinced. His voice is so soft it barely carries above the music.
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Duggan Flanakin December 2008 "But my day began at Threadgill’s Old No. 1 with a hearty breakfas...Duggan Flanakin
"But my day began at Threadgill’s Old No. 1 with a hearty breakfast at table with my pal Daren Appelt listening to some of the sweetest music this side of (well, wait a minute — Austin IS heaven!). Former Armadillo World Headquarters impresario Hank Alrich was back in town along with his golden-haired and equally golden voiced daughter Shaidri (who now lives here in town!). The dynamic duo were joined on stage by Autoharp Hall of Famer and longtime Kerrville Folk Festival Director Lindsay Haisley (and I used to “play” the autoharp!) — and Hank and Shaidri will be back at the same scene on December 28th! Lots of Hank’s own songs with him mostly on guitar (a little mandolin for good measure) and Shaidri alternating between guitar and fiddle (including some old-timey instrumentals) and their incredible harmonies singing some Townes and Bobby Earl Smith and Woody and more. Suspended in time we all were and wanting for nothing at the end of the two hours of pure joy."
Carry Me Home - Hank and Shaidri Alrich with Doug Harmon
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"Heartfelt, country-inflected folk from father-and-daughter Hank and Shaidri Alrich. RIYL: Jody St..."Heartfelt, country-inflected folk from father-and-daughter Hank and Shaidri Alrich. RIYL: Jody Stecher and Kate Brislin, Chip Taylor and Carrie Rodriguez, Katy Moffatt."
Pick of the Crop
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http://www.illawarrafolkclub.org.au/webfiles/fck/141may2010ifcnewsletterWEB.pdf ILLAWARRA FOLK CL...http://www.illawarrafolkclub.org.au/webfiles/fck/141may2010ifcnewsletterWEB.pdf
ILLAWARRA FOLK CLUB NEWS LETTER MAY 2010
Denis McKay * Wollongong, Australia
Pages 5 and 6
Two CDs caught my attention- the first is Bonnie Koloc's “Beginnings” and the second is the Alrich's (Father and Daughter) “Carry Me Home”…
If you like Old Time/Folk Roots/ Stringband music this is a keeper. Hank and Shaidri Alrich ( http://hankalrich.com/CarryMeHome.html), a father and daughter combo with a cellist(!) back-up, this CD marks the rebirth of the Armadillo Records crew and what a great start! I
thoroughly enjoyed this CD and look forward to their next release.
Wide range of vocal and instrumental material drawn from folk, old-time string band, traditional country, Americana, bluegrass, Celtic, and contemporary singer-songwriters, with a healthy serving of extraordinarily good original material for extra musical nutrition.
"Folks, if you ever get the opportunity to talk Hank into playing some of his own songs, grab it! They're really worth hearing. The lyrics are particularly spectacular -- Hank's now officially one of the best lyricists I know."
Al Evans rec.music.makers.guitar.acoustic January 4 2009
We can play for minutes, or we can play for hours. Highly adaptable; suitable for any venue with an attentive audience.
We pull from a great reservoir of material written by fabulous songwriters, including Utah Phillips, Norman Blake, Townes Van Zant, Jesse Winchester, Woody Guthrie, Butch Hancock, Jimmie Dale Gilmore, Peter Rowan, Nancy Griffith, Laurie Lewis, Kathy Kallick, Walter Hyatt, Kieran Kane, Kinky Friedman, Robert Earl Keen, Jan Browne, Dolly Parton, Richard Thompson, Gillian Welch, Molly O'Day, Steve Goodman, John Prine, Richard Dobson, Robin and Linda Williams, Kimmie Rhodes, Kris Kristofferson, David West and Penny Nichols, Peter Case and Bob Neuwirth, Hank Williams, Doc Pomus, Rodney Crowell, Peter Rowan, Jimmy Martin, Van Morrison, Fred Eaglesmith, Caroline Sauer, Tom Paxton, Sherri Barr, Bobby Earl Smith, and more.
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