Alyssa Faye Sanders
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"Rising Star Dazzles Bluebird"

I’m not in the habit of trekking 1200 miles to write a review. I don’t even like late 20th century new millennium country music. But something about the songs of Alyssa Faye Sanders told me to go to a land unknown, get in line early, and capture a front row table.
On a cold Monday night in February, Nashville’s Bluebird Café packed out within minutes of a locked door swung free at last. A small but critically pivotal stop for up and coming songwriters, such greats as Garth Brooks and Mary Chapin Carpenter have launched careers from the Bluebird’s small stage, graced only by a the unusual neon light hanging from the wall. In neon, a bluebird has found its way to the rainbow, presumably of happiness.
And here I was, in the front row.
When the thin, strawberry blond singer with green eyes
stepped onto the stage, guitar in hand, she seemed shy. Perhaps it was the way she reached for the
audio cable, or the way she wouldn’t look at the audience.
Had I made a mistake?
The answer came as soon as she opened her mouth to
sing. The tumbleweed of thought, the specks of dust like doubt clouding the eyes suddenly gave way to a heavenly light that was no mirage. I knew why, exactly why she had previously been
named the best female vocalist in all of Texas. The song unfurled from her heart like the petals of
a wild rose, a delicate soprano, a lonesome alto calling one’s name in a West Texas wind. The song seemed to rise like a prayer from the back alleys and the flyways of doubt and shame. “If there’s a God in heaven who knows my name,”
she sings, “could you tell
him that I need him?”
Like a half remembered fairytale, Sanders unearths an essential truth about dreams and finding something transcendent that should never have been lost.
“It’s been several years down this road that I’m on,
it’s such a long way back…. What happened to that little girl, the one that said she could change the
world?”
As they say in Nashville, it all begins with a
song.

~Mike Colbert
- Mike Colbert


"Rising Star Dazzles Bluebird"

I’m not in the habit of trekking 1200 miles to write a review. I don’t even like late 20th century new millennium country music. But something about the songs of Alyssa Faye Sanders told me to go to a land unknown, get in line early, and capture a front row table.
On a cold Monday night in February, Nashville’s Bluebird Café packed out within minutes of a locked door swung free at last. A small but critically pivotal stop for up and coming songwriters, such greats as Garth Brooks and Mary Chapin Carpenter have launched careers from the Bluebird’s small stage, graced only by a the unusual neon light hanging from the wall. In neon, a bluebird has found its way to the rainbow, presumably of happiness.
And here I was, in the front row.
When the thin, strawberry blond singer with green eyes
stepped onto the stage, guitar in hand, she seemed shy. Perhaps it was the way she reached for the
audio cable, or the way she wouldn’t look at the audience.
Had I made a mistake?
The answer came as soon as she opened her mouth to
sing. The tumbleweed of thought, the specks of dust like doubt clouding the eyes suddenly gave way to a heavenly light that was no mirage. I knew why, exactly why she had previously been
named the best female vocalist in all of Texas. The song unfurled from her heart like the petals of
a wild rose, a delicate soprano, a lonesome alto calling one’s name in a West Texas wind. The song seemed to rise like a prayer from the back alleys and the flyways of doubt and shame. “If there’s a God in heaven who knows my name,”
she sings, “could you tell
him that I need him?”
Like a half remembered fairytale, Sanders unearths an essential truth about dreams and finding something transcendent that should never have been lost.
“It’s been several years down this road that I’m on,
it’s such a long way back…. What happened to that little girl, the one that said she could change the
world?”
As they say in Nashville, it all begins with a
song.

~Mike Colbert
- Mike Colbert


Discography

1. Somtimes
2. A Daddy Someday
3. Goin' Country
4. That is Why Your Gone
5. A God In Heaven
6. Don't Want to See The Light
7. The Notebook
8. Front Line
9. Shelly Marie Townsend
10. Hear My Cry

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Alyssa sat quietly and watched as her father's band set up the stage for practice in their tiny little living room. She was only five then.They lived in a small trailer out in quiet New Ellington S.C. off the beaten path. She had stars in her eyes dreaming that one day, she would be like her dad up there in front of that mic.

Freddie Sanders was his name and he was one the best guitar players in the southeast. He would sometimes let Alyssa get up on the mic. She loved to sing Karen carpenters, " I feel the earth move" .

By the time she began kindergarten, Lisa had written her first song "It's just A Peanut Butter and Jelly Sandwich." She was waiting for the school bus and sitting at her dad's place at the mic, found a beat and a love that would never leave her soul.

Now 30 years later Alyssa finds her inspiration from her father in heaven and has more fire than ever before.

You can find Alyssa Faye performing her songs in Austin, Texas at the Hill's cafe. In Nashville, Tn she performs at the Nashville Palace across from the world famous Grand Ole Opry and Opryland Hotel, Tootsies and Dixieland on Broadway and The Bluebird Cafe off of Hillsboro Pike. Check out the calender of her upcoming performances.