Amanda Shires: A Poet, a Fiddle and a Party
Photo by Elizaveta Porodina
Amanda Shires wrote the bulk of her new album, To The Sunset, in a closet, on the floor, armed only with her journal, a paper shredder, an autoharp—a petite, triangular chordophone famously wielded by June Carter—and quasi-invisibility. As long as she stayed in the closet, which she often did for 10 and 12 hours at a time, she could evade distraction.
“So with the laundry and the shoes I just started writing,” she said, sequestered in a window seat in the back of her tour bus. “It’s quiet in there, and as you’re writing, it would get so quiet, you’d start hearing what it was supposed to sound like, like as if you had really sharp laser focus, or if your ears were bigger.”
The closet’s ear-expanding powers worked wonders for Shires’ fifth studio album—perhaps her sharpest, most illuminating yet in 32 minutes of southern rock swagger, new-age fiddle and deeply affective anecdotes on motherhood, relationships and dancing through dark times. The comfortable confines of hanging blouses and stored coats provided a much-needed sanctuary in a home shared with her husband Jason Isbell and their then-two-year-old daughter, Mercy. “Otherwise it turned into me and her just coloring and playing tubas and not caring about what key we’re in,” she joked.
But To The Sunset owes as much to her experienced musicianship and practiced pen as to her hard-won solitude. With a 20-plus year relationship with the violin (“My true freest expression”), years of collaborations and solo pursuits alike and a recently-minted poetry MFA from The University of the South in her toolbox, Shires knows what she’s doing.
Listening to the record, you’d never guess it was written in a closet. It’s expansive, with plenty of room to bend Americana, the category Shires has historically been plopped into, and explore a new vibrant, rock-forward sound. To The Sunset sounds more like it was recorded in a swimming pool at nighttime, where the moon is casting reflection on the water’s ripples. Shires recalls telling her producer Dave Cobb, an industry ace who’s worked with the likes of Sturgill Simpson and Chris Stapleton, while recording the album’s lead single “Leave It Alone” that it needed “to sound like we’re playing inside an aquarium.”
Feeding her violin through a mellotron pedal was one step to achieving that fluidity. On “Leave It Alone,” splashy riffs and distorted vocals add to the motion. On “Swimmer,” the lead-off track from Shires’ 2011 record Carrying Lightning which she re-worked for this album, she and Cobb swap out rusticity for spacey effects. “She defied what people expected of her,” Cobb said, “and she made essentially an experimental rock ’n’ roll/pop record that had nothing to do with anything beside what she had in her heart right now. I love following her there. She just broke expectations and forged her own path on this one.”
But while To The Sunset is free-flowing, it’s not superfluous. Shires is precise in her material, a testament to her poetic training and likeminded influences, among them poets Frank O’Hara, Elizabeth Bishop and Octavio Paza, and, her favorite, musician Leonard Cohen. “Leonard Cohen music, Leonard Cohen everything, Leonard Cohen on my birthday cake please,” she gushes. “This year I want a Leonard Cohen birthday cake.”
A desire to become a better writer and explore the possibilities of words led her to pursue her master’s degree, the thesis for which she completed last year. “My undergraduate degree is in geography and sociology, so I had like no real training with words,” Shires said. “I had some literature experience, but a few years after I got out of school I was playing music and writing songs and I started noticing in myself that words and poems were my passion, and songwriting. So I just wanted to be a better writer, and I figured the only way to do that is go to school and get some formal teaching. And then, to be intentional and to be as precise with words as you can when it comes to feelings, because feelings are also vague and abstract anyway.”
Feelings may be sloppy, but Shires finds ways to shepherd them into focus. To The Sunset’s opener, “Parking Lot Pirouette,” is much like “Leave It Alone” in that it makes a case for female desire and does so with spot-on intensity. “Before you turned around I did a parkin’ lot pirouette,” she sings. “I said, ‘You’re right, I’m not done with you yet.’”
“I don’t think there are enough songs out there that talk about the way that women find guys in relationships attractive without it being fucking raunchy,” Shires said. “So I wanted to write a song about a hot dude and how I felt about it.”