Caitlin Canty delivers her fine-edged songs with a 1930’s Recording King guitar and a dusky alto, painting the line between joy and pathos with uncanny precision and power. Raised in small-town Vermont, the daughter of a school teacher and a house painter, she spent a decade in New York City cutting her teeth on both sides of the microphone – as a performer and as the first employee of the successful Artists Den series. In 2015 she will release RECKLESS SKYLINE, a new collection of original songs produced by acclaimed songwriter Jeffrey Foucault, and featuring an all-star band on twelve songs that veer nimbly between country ballads and straight-up rockers, dark blues and sparsely arranged folk.
Caitlin Canty’s songs imbue commonplace moments and images with strange magic, wringing vastness from small details of light and shade. They convey a restless energy, a clarity of purpose and desire to live fully within elemental processes – moving light, moving water, wildfire, ashes – which are both the setting and the action. When Canty sings, ‘Sleeping on embers / Breathing in rivers / Waking up shivering on summer’s hottest night’, she becomes a part of the natural world the song inhabits, in an elegant and lucid poetry.
A constant collaborator, Canty writes and performs with several bands, including Down Like Silver – her ongoing duo project with Nashville’s Peter Bradley Adams – and the Massachusetts-based indie-folk quartet Darlingside. She has released two full-length albums under her own name, most recently GOLDEN HOUR, a gently produced and Western-tinged album tracked live in Maine in the winter of 2012. Meanwhile, Canty spends much of her year on the road, or dividing her time between Nashville, Idaho, and New England.
Both on the road and on her unreleased new album, Caitlin Canty teams with some of the finest musicians in the world – including members of Morphine, Booker T, Cold Satellite, and Ray LaMontagne’s Pariah Dogs – to create a sound that harnesses the grit and spark at the very heart of American music, and tempers it with a voice at once so haunting and distinct that it’s instantly memorable, instantly classic.