To All the Girls I’ve Loved: Meet Carsie Blanton
Most of the guys I know like girls: just not in front of a band. I like girls and I like music. I think there is good singing, great singing and poor singing and gender is immaterial. Maybe it’s that those guys don’t want to hear what women have to say. I don’t know; it’s not my problem. I like to know what women really think about things but so few will tell you directly. I was raised to respect women so I’m not threatened by Aretha Franklin wanting “…just a little bit!”
Carsie Blanton earned my respect right away. Her songs radiate genuineness and honesty about the strengths and frailties of the human condition. She maintains a great sense of humor and perspective about what motivates us as friends, lovers, scoundrels and saviors. Her most recent album, Idiot Heart, offers ten songs about love, lust, longing and loneliness with a wry grin. What she doesn’t love about life, she can still laugh off. Her clever rhymes and sparrow voice lift the heaviness away but still resonate the impact of bad choices, blunt honesty and the tug of emotions in the face of logic.
He was a dark-eyed man and I knew right away
It was gonna take a turn for the worst
So I said “hey heart if you’re gonna go crazy
Give a little warning first”
I shoulda left you at home
You give me nothing but hard love, bad luck
When you gonna leave me alone?
Carise doesn’t look to lay blame for life’s foibles. She sees that we’re all odd and we’re all in this together.
What’s that feeling makes you sick?
What’s that cuts you to the quick?
What’s that habit you can’t kick?
It’s love, and it’s the only thing you know.
Love is clumsy, love ain’t smart
Seems so harmless at the start
Then trips and falls and breaks your heart
But love is all we got
“All We Got”
She doesn’t weep, whine or waste away pining for what might be. This is a lady who seeks what she wants and all she asks is a little patience, support and honesty in that quest. She calls herself a pop singer with quirky little songs and a cute voice. I can’t deny those claims or their charm, having spent time during each song giggling, tapping my toes and shaking my head in agreement. If this is pop, I guess I love pop. I had no idea it could be deep as the ocean yet keep you surfing atop every wave.
So it’s not goodbye to Aretha, Billie, Chrissie, Lucinda or Janis. It’s not, “See ya later” to Loretta, Jessica, Alexandra, Sarah, Joy, Julie or Dana. I’m not leaving my wife to follow Carsie to New Orleans either. I hear every one of those women when I hear a Carsie Blanton song. She speaks for them, for all of us, as we “…die a little death” in those moments where we challenge ourselves to feel alive, come what may.
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