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Traveler, songstress, zinester, member of the Cicada Sound Collective, Annabeth charms wherever she goes. Her songs can be anything from sparse and haunting to catchy and happy. Her two Ep's, Extra Orchard and the out-of-print Daughter of the Sea Hound are both excellent. - Letters With Mixtapes
Discography
"extra orchard," a self-released, 8-song album available through Ms. Valerie Park Distro. Soon to be released with What a Mess! Records
"Daughter of the Sea Hound," a self-released, 7-song LP.
"Hibernative" to be released fall 2010.
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Bio
Up until spring 2008, I didn't know what a music scene was. After ditching my possessions, hitching to mexico, jail-birding south of the border, and then following the advice of a psychic rainbow dream to cycle the Pacific coast, I was about to call it quits when I stumbled into a radical folk musician of Tin Tree Factory, who invited me to my first ever house show. While there, I found myself staring into the white moon of a musician's banjo and had the Hugest Deja Vous of my life. I blinked real hard, swallowed, and figured the banjo held the key to my destiny. It's literally shaped like a key, and has already opened up so many magic doors for me. People get seriously enchanted by its rare allure, its untenable cool, its rusty rinky-dink dust.
Anywho, I then got sick and had to lay down for 5 months on my mom's couch. As lame as this was, it allowed me to fully envision myself as folkstar extraordinaire, and as soon as I got my land-legs back, I brought my new passion back to the sleepy desert town of Prescott, eventually inspiring a handful of bands to crop up out of the arid soil.
I recorded with Bicycle Recordings winter '08 and fell in love with Olympia's music scene. I then toured the west coast as part of the "Cicada Sound Collective" May '09 and was totally pampered by a culture that savors and encourages the sort of art I create. I then retreated into the rich musical womb of Asheville during summer '09 and dissolved some of my ego in kirtan, a form of hindu chanting. I just got back from a swift Southwest tour '09 where the sunny Denver music scene recharged my love batteries.
As far as my process goes, after I write a song, I ask a friend to tell me if I stole the lyrics and melody from somewhere else, because the songs always sound so familiar. In a time of chaos and change, it is easy to get lost in anxious desperation. Music, with its timeless cadence, leads me over and over off and away from the maze of my intellect and back into the wilds of my own heart. Because of music, my whole life feels lit up.
My digital personas exist at:
www.myspace.com/annabethsongbird
www.wamrecords.com/artists/annabethmcnamara/
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