
"****" --
Michael Corcoran, Austin360.com
"**** An
immensely satisfying album" -- Mojo
"A rare talent . .
." -- LA Daily News
"Cleaves tells gorgeously compact stories in a voice packed with Texas
trail dust." -- Entertainment Weekly
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Slaid
Cleaves. Grew up in Maine. Lives in Texas. Writes
songs. Makes records.
Travels around. Tries to be good.
July 2008:
Slaid
Cleaves is in Northern New England this month before a little time off in Vacationland. Midwest and West Coast Tours are in the works for September. Check out the calendar for all the grisly details . . .
Slaid
has been plugging away on a new batch of songs over the past year and
has been recording these past few months with Gurf Morlix. Hard to Believe is the working title of the new CD; release date is to be determined . . .
Don't miss Slaid and
the gang when they come to your town . . .
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Slaid's latest recording "Unsung" is
available at cool record stores, on line, and right here at slaid.com. Unsung is a special project for
Slaid, a collection of songs by admired friends and
colleagues including Melvern Taylor, Michael O'Connor and Graham Weber and co-produced by
Slaid's old buddy, Rod Picott
Slaid Cleaves is known as a "songwriter's songwriter," which is
usually a polite way of saying "he can't sing." But there's no need for
decorum with the Maine-born, Texas-based troubadour: For all of his
command of song craft, Cleaves would still be working as a
pharmaceutical guinea pig were it not for his warm, gently burred
tenor. He phrases like a grifter trying to croon his low-down past away
— and writes like he knows he never will. When his new folkie peers see
angels over every other barista's shoulder, Cleaves sees through
sentiment. "I've been chasing grace but grace ain't so easily found,"
he sings on "One Good Year," just one of many subtle, momentary stays
against the dark side of his heart. That heart doesn't bleed easily —
but when it does, it bleeds true.
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