When people rummage through my CD collection invariably the first thing they say is "I didn't know that you were obsessed with Rosanne Cash!"So there -- tucked between the Blondie, Pretenders, Paul Weller and more frivolous '80s favorites (think Bananarama and the Thompson Twins) -- lies my Rosanne Cash library. Far from just being her standard-issue nine studio albums and a few hits compilations, I've also amassed disc after disc of live shows, acoustic radio gigs, b-sides, soundtrack contributions, collaborations and even her now-disavowed 1978 self-titled debut, released in Germany on Ariola Records.
In my mind, Rosanne is the most brilliant singer/songwriter of our generation. Though often classified as a country artist, Rosanne draws on many genres, including folk, pop, rock, blues -- and has even had a few run-ins with New Wave and showtunes.
The New York Times caught up with Rosanne in Sunday's paper to discuss her new album, Black Cadillac (I've already pre-ordered it on Amazon and can't wait to get it), and to see how she's doing after the death of her mother, father and stepmother within a short period of time.
Michael saw Rosanne walking down his street last weekend (she, too, lives here in Chelsea). I was so jealous -- but then was somewhat relieved given what a fool I'd made of myself when I saw Debbie Harry a year or two ago. Looking forward to seeing Rosanne live this summer (I promise, Rosanne, no restraining order will be necessary).
Not familiar with Rosanne Cash? Here are my recommendations:
Or for a more general introduction, try:
Your blog inspired me to buy Rosanne's Greatest Hits!
ReplyDeleteI was reading your blog about Rosanne Cash earlier. Might have to give her stuff a try.
ReplyDeleteNice note about Rosanne. I very much enjoy the new album--it's a classic.
ReplyDeleteI too am obsessed with Rosanne; my house is a virtual Rosanne museum.
Quick story about obsession with Rosanne: I've met her, and the first time I did, I had travelled from Nebraska to San Francisco to see her in concert. I had arranged to meet with her, and when I made those arrangements, I had mentioned, quoting Wayne's World, that I "wasn't mental or anything".
So when I see her she says, "So, you're not mental or anything. You don't have a shrine devoted to me?"
And I had to admit that indeed there was kind of a Rosanne shrine in the house. That's the position my Rosanne obsession put me in.
Anyway, I enjoyed the blog. Hope you enjoy the album--it's like a bookend to Interiors.