Louise Taylor
www.louisetaylor.com
by Richard Cuccaro
Her voice comes calling. At times like a wind out of Canada, bearing
icy truths, other times, a warm, languid breeze, carrying the
promise of desire. A husky alto, with an edge. Down through years…
ages… timeless… bearing tales from the deepest parts
of the heart. Her entire body forms the sounds filtered though
those vocal chords. Every fiber telling the same truths. All the
fears, the longings, the hope and the regrets.
When I listen to Louise Taylor, she blossoms into an aural version
of a cross between two great American women visual artists-- painter
Georgia O'Keefe and photographer Dorothea Lange. In a perfect
world, she would be enshrined along with them in a pantheon of
our nation's greatest treasures. Within the scope of her talent,
is the gift for capturing intimate human portraits, huge vistas,
and everything in between. She gets it all.
When, as a 15-year-old, she walked out onto the roadways of this
country and stuck out her thumb, she embarked upon a journey that
would shape and define her as a master storyteller. Along the
way, she would hone her skills as a singer and player of power
and grace.
In 1992, Louise's songwriting prowess made its debut
with the release of Looking for Rivers. The album is dedicated
to co-producer and close friend, Jack MacKay, who provided crucial
early support. Signature Sounds (her current label) states (and
we agree): "With her hypnotic rhythm guitar work, dusky vocals
and the strong poetic imagery of her songwriting, Taylor's music
was already mature and fully developed." Upon it's release
this album received glowing reviews from the likes of Dirty Linen
and Performing Songwriter. The first three tracks, "For You,"
"High Plateau" and "Walking Shoes," let the
listener hear what exposure to African drumming in her mid-20s'
did for Louise's strum. She said that a key component is "having
two fields going at the same time." For me it's a hypnotic
"double-clutch" action that, in conjunction with her
vocals, caused my jaw to drop when I first saw her live...