Kelly Buchanan

Kelly Buchanan

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“Describing Kelly Buchanan’s music as emotionally intense is like describing the Great Fire of London as a bit of a glow” – Rob Sheffield of Rolling Stone.

Biography

"Kelly Buchanan's voice is the bulldozer rampaging down the center aisle of the health food store," writes Rolling Stone's Rob Sheffield. "It's simple: get out of the way or get run over." Indeed, this audacious singer-guitarist, a product of the fertile Boston rock scene who now lives in New York, has a tendency to lure you to the X on the sidewalk with a bright melody and a perfect hook before dropping a piano on your head. And when it happens, it's the most welcome collision you've ever experienced.

You could say she's a more energetic PJ Harvey. Maybe she's Ani DiFranco packing heat. Or just ask Kelly herself. "I like rock and roll," she says matter-of-factly, and just like that, Kelly Buchanan needs no further introduction. She just needs a little room to let loose, and the world might need a seatbelt and a stiff drink to survive it.

This is a girl who once explored a jungle in Brazil alone, carrying around a pocketknife and a can of mace for company. Kelly Buchanan brings the same adventurous attitude to her music. Bastard Daughter, her third album, can charm you with its graceful guitar movements even as her lyrics cut you in half with unabashed ferocity. Her gritty exploration of abuse, feminism, and the most painful aspects of love may find a balance with her equally honest and animated forays into desire and adoration, but there's no point in trying to dodge the explosive "Cocaine" or trying to hide from the sharp edges of "Body Bag."

Balance that against the lush pop of "Letter In Your Mailbox," the syncopated thrust of "I Don't Want To Know You" or the delicate, wistful "Lullaby" and you have a picture of Bastard Daughter: by turns alluring, disturbing, energizing and draining, a unified roller coaster of feeling set to an inventive, slightly skewed rock soundtrack.

Kelly debuted with a solo acoustic record, 1999's A Bipolar World. After splitting time between studying at Penn State University and the Berklee College of Music, as well as traveling and performing from Boston to Buenos Aires, France to Ecuador -- and yes, Brazil -- Kelly worked toward her full-band record, 2002's Match. Now, with the release of Bastard Daughter in 2005, Kelly Buchanan has refined the sound she developed in her sophomore release. "Match was all over the place," she confesses. "I was trying to please everyone. Bastard Daughter really has a direction, as an album. This time, it was like, 'This is mine. I'm gonna make this what I want, and nobody is gonna argue with me.'"

While marching her energetic rock shows up and down the east coast from Massachusetts to Florida, Kelly has played venues ranging from small coffee houses to some of New York and Boston's premier clubs. Along the way, she earned an army of fans that ultimately financed the making of Bastard Daughter. In exchange for CDs of demos, autographed advance copies of the finished record, liner note thank-yous and other goodies, fans donated to the making of the album from before the start of recording all the way through mixing, mastering and manufacturing. It's an innovative strategy and one that demonstrates how Kelly Buchanan touches lives and inspires loyalty from her listeners.

Lyrics

Letter In Your Mailbox

Written By: Kelly Buchanan

There’s a letter in your mailbox
Shred it up, throw it away
I might have said a bit much
I dropped a couple dead giveaways

Like you could never want somebody like I want you
I just said half the things that I
wanted to
I could lose my calm, I could lose my cool
I could shout the truth
I care about you
You are not just a one night stand like I wish I could pretend you were

I kissed you with my eyes closed
Even then imagining your face
I denied saying anything
But really I was whispering your name

Cause you could never want somebody like I want you
I just said half the things that I wanted to
I could lose my calm, I could lose my cool
I could shout the truth
I care about you
You are not just a one night stand like I wish I could pretend you were

We could cut it off so clean, indifferent and friendly
But that’s not enough for me, so I am gambling our perfect ending
Could this be a new beginning?  Do you feel like me?

Tell me do you want me, honey, like I want you?
Did you say half the things that you wanted to?
Would you lose your calm, go on lose your cool,
Go on shout the truth:
Do you care about me too?
You are not just a one night stand
You are not just a one night stand
You are not just a one night stand like I wish I could pretend you were

So tell me it meant something
I saw it in the glow of your face
And a touch so delicate
Anything but meaningless

Tell me do you want me, honey, like I want you?
Did you say half the things that you wanted to?
Would you lose your calm, go on lose your cool,
Go on shout the truth:
Do you care about me too?
You are not just a one night stand
You are not just a one night stand
You are not just a one night stand like I wish I could pretend you were

Cocaine

Written By: Kelly Buchanan

I am the devil’s bastard daughter
Princess dirty-lovin’ man-fodder
Tainted fruit to draw you in
It’s a beautiful beautiful world when I’m under your skin

Six days later you come to
Breathing razors, bleeding blue
Used up, tossed out, left to die
Still you’d gouge your throat for one more try

Call me cocaine, Call me cocaine, honey
Call me cocaine, Call me cocaine, honey
Call me cocaine, Call me cocaine, honey
I seep in your veins and you will never
Ever ever get control again

Physically exhausted, emotionally fried
Did you come down hard from a whirlwind ride
Join the support group let it all out
It meets three times a week at your father’s house

Call me cocaine, Call me cocaine, honey
Call me cocaine, Call me cocaine, honey
Call me cocaine, Call me cocaine, honey
I seep in your veins and you will never
Ever ever get control again

Call me cocaine, Call me cocaine, honey
Call me cocaine, Call me cocaine, honey
Call me cocaine, Call me cocaine, honey
I seep in your veins and you will never
Ever ever get control again

I Don't Want to Know You

Written By: Kelly Buchanan

You’re intriguing, honey, David breathing
My imagination is seething
So just be quiet, strong and silent; let the mystery in place
I will sooner make love to the person I create
Than go behind your baby face

I don’t want to know you yeah, yeah, yeah
I don’t want to know you yeah, yeah, yeah
I just want to stare into your big brown eyes
Promise to love you until I die
And be on my way

I know the secret, I’ve read the fairy tales
You just end the story before love fails
So I’m gonna get my fix and then I’ll call it quits
The door will slam so hard you’ll never know what hit

I don’t want to know you yeah, yeah, yeah
I don’t want to know you yeah, yeah, yeah
I just want to stare into your big brown eyes
Promise to love you until I die
And be on my way

Don’t give me your number, no clues to track you down
I don’t want to ruin this by ever seeing you around
I’ll make you dream of me
Pine for my memory
Or for the fantasy that I could never be

You don’t want to know me yeah, yeah, yeah
You don’t want to know me yeah, yeah, yeah
They always take off running when they really see
What it is to be close to me
So just let the mystery be
Let the mystery be

Discography

Bastard Daughter, 2005, LP (full rock band)*
Match, 2002, LP (full rock band)**
Bipolar World, 1999 LP (solo acoustic recording)**

*Top 20 CMJ add, (printed in CMJ magazine March 21, 2005)
**full streaming available at www.kellybuchanan.com

Set List

Acoustic sets available
Electric solo sets available
Full band sets available

All sets consist of songs from Kelly's latest album "Bastard Daughter" and may include songs from earlier albums and/or occasional cover songs. Covers include Joni Mitchell's "Both Sides Now", the Pixies' "Where is My Mind?", and Nine Inch Nail's "Closer".