Asher White: The Best of What’s Next
RIYL: God Help the Girl, Jim O'Rourke, Sufjan Stevens
Photo by Jessica Dunn Rovinelli
From the beginning of the year, I started seeing Asher White’s name pop up seemingly everywhere. She was on every cool band’s bill, from a night of Godcaster’s residency at Night Club 101 to opening for Black Country, New Road. She signed to Joyful Noise, put out one of the best songs of the summer with “Kratom Headache Girls Night,” and shared her new album, 8 Tips for Full Catastrophe Living, having already finished the next one. But White never expected to receive this much attention, much less have 8 Tips be her most anticipated album yet.
White, who counts 8 Tips for Full Catastrophe Living as her 16th album, was churning out music not intending for it to reach a wide audience. She relished the freedom of creating music without being self-conscious about how it would be released, instead following her whims and embracing the imperfections of her work. Everything changed when, last year, White knew she had a great album on her hands with Home Constellation Study, so with nothing to lose, she wrote a “pretty unhinged” email to a Pitchfork writer asking for her record to be considered for a review.
“Maybe this is actually not wise to print, because it’ll encourage people to use this technique, which is, I think, actually more of a psychic form of terrorism than it is professional advancement. But I wrote this 2,000-word email to Andy Cush, whom I didn’t know, but I knew that he reviewed stuff,” White tells me at Misfit, the Kratom bar that inspired “Kratom Headache Girls Night.” She did extensive research on Cush, mentioning the writer’s own music as Domestic Drafts and his bass playing in Garcia Peoples in the email. “I went really deep. It was so creepy,” the musician recalls. “I was like, ‘Here’s what I’m noticing about the way you play bass.’ White also delved into how her music aligned with what Cush likes, based on what she could tell through his review choices. But after writing it, White worried that she had “blacklisted [herself] from the entire music industry from this Unabomber email.”
It shouldn’t have worked, but she charmed Cush, who responded that he had written a review that would be published soon after. Getting the high score of 8.0 changed her career. Now, for the first time, she had an audience, and White used it to her advantage. She leveraged it to secure a record deal with Joyful Noise and hired a publicist. “It’s cynical to think about the stepping stones of the indie-rock industrial complex and how one thing serves as a prerequisite to another thing,” reflects White. “And then you are just stacking these documents in order to sign the next thing. It feels nihilistic, almost, that that is actually the way that it happened. It didn’t have that much of an impact on me emotionally or personally; other than that, it felt like a good signal that I can keep doing what I’m doing.”
I joke to her that accomplishments like the Pitchfork review are the power of the dolls, as another friend involved in New York City’s music scene emailed a well-known venue asking to be listed last-minute for a sold-out show, writing that the “trans community would so appreciate it,” and it surprisingly did the trick. “It makes sense because—and this is dangerous but good, controversial territory—the trans girl email is a really formidable medium,” White tells me. “It’s just the way that trans girls also ask for drinks at the bar, which is like, you’re equipping some semblance of profound discomfort in your body, but also this weird, ancient, and ingrained sense of propriety over yourself with Betty Boop aesthetics. It’s very dangerous. We’ve been given a horrible, flirtatious key to getting what we want. This is like Tucker Carlson’s nightmare, saying this.” While this tactic worked for White, she doesn’t advise anyone else to follow in her footsteps and reach out to the writer. “Definitely not Andy Cush. You can only do it once per journalist. It has to be you now, or Liz Pelly.”
Lately, White has been thinking about what constitutes a “good album” in an ever-changing media landscape. She mentions Geese frontman Cameron Winter’s debut solo album, Heavy Metal, which was released last December to glowing critic reviews but little fanfare, only to become a major phenomenon a few months later, with Winter selling out Carnegie Hall. As an artist trying to stay afloat in the ever-changing zeitgeist, White has been wondering how 8 Tips for Full Catastrophe Living is going to be received. “Kratom Headache Girls Night” is a ray of sunshine in song form, poppy and inviting. 8 Tips is not that. It’s experimental and playful, with singles that range from sounding like doom metal-meets-Brazilian Tropicália and circus music (“Cobalt Room: Good Work / Silver Saab”) to garage rock transforming into industrial techno (“Beers with my name on them”). Even its gentle moments, like “Voice Memo,” sound haunting.