I live in New Orleans, and I love all kinds of music: Ray Charles to Joni Mitchell; The Beatles to Erykah Badu; not to mention Nick Lowe, Tom Waits, Dolly Parton and Billie Holiday. I love songs, but I hate genre. I think making music is like making love: if you only know one way to do it, you must not be very good at it.
I grew up in Luray, Virginia, and left home at sixteen. I’ve toured all over the US, Europe and Australia, with many of my songwriting heroes (Paul Simon, The Wood Brothers, Loudon Wainwright III, The Weepies, Anais Mitchell). I write great songs, and I cover great songs that I love. I find four-leaf clovers. I fall in love a lot. I’ve been skydiving, but I've never been to high school.
I believe that music is more important than money. That's why all of my music is available to stream, download or purchase for any price you want. That's also why I release my music under a Creative Commons License. That said, I need money to live (and to keep creating!), so if you love my music, please consider becoming a patron.
" With everything stressful and uber-serious going on in our lives, Carsie Blanton’s upcoming album So Ferocious is a most welcome distraction. The 10 songs on So Ferocious came from Blanton’s fertile imagination, full of quick-witted observations and an easy repartee that has endeared her to so many fans. This one proves she’s not just a ferocious party girl, but a sensitive soul who can go bone-deep."
Carsie Blanton‘s sexy, enigmatic vocals are ideally suited to the American popular songbook, a.k.a. pop music written for adults in the age before youth so thoroughly dominated popular culture. She treats each note like another flirtatious look towards the object of her affection as the lazy notes flutter down gently and easy.
It might seem counterintuitive for one of Americana’s best modern songwriters to take on the Great (Old) American Songbook, especially one who’s best known for moving between folk and rock, but since Blanton’s originals have always been teasingly playful about the war between the sexes, the battlefront in the sheets is a natural place for her to file a report. Rarely does a little something sound both so inviting and this deep.
Carsie Blanton has hit one out of the park. The singer-songwriter's third album, "Idiot Heart," is funny. It's tender. It's cute. It's edgy. It's fresh. It's folksy without crossing into the realm of kitsch. The songs are clean, most with basic instrumentation and succinct arrangements, but each track bursts with its own pithy, poignant commentary on that ficklest of organs for which the album is named.
Carsie Blanton is a rare talent as a modern songwriter, her sly wit and urbane imagery reminds me of a female Cole Porter. She paints a vivid landscape with lyrics that are deceptively conversational and at the same time surprisingly perceptive for a relatively new artist. I'm really happy to know that classic songwriting is in good hands with Carsie Blanton.
[Rude Remarks & Dirty Jokes] reflects a strong, unabashed sense of self, one she backs up with smartly phrased, well-observed lyrics and songs that show them and her voice to their best advantage.
The ep’s title should give more than subtle hints as to Blanton’s attitude and verve. Her songs abound with swagger and flair. Best of all they just ooze fun.