Caroline Says: Getting Lost in Creativity
We sat down with Brooklyn singer-songwriter Caroline Sallee to discuss writing and recording alone, embracing the hitches of editing her folkloric, untamed songs, and the influence of Stereophonic on her new LP, The Lucky One.
Photo by Ebru Yildiz
In the midst of recording her new LP The Lucky One, grappling with the overwhelming sensations of loneliness and isolation that comes with making an album all by one’s self, Caroline Sallee watched Stereophonic, a Broadway production that tells the story of a Fleetwood Mac-esque band from the 1970s struggling to record their album in a collaborative and seamless way. It was the exact opposite of what struggles the Alabama-born musician was facing; Sallee found herself battling to piece things together in the ideal vision she had for the album—a pristine, and carefully optimistic folklorne take on death—because she wasn’t going through it with another person or additional bandmates. “Maybe it would have been better if I’d been recording with other people, but maybe it wouldn’t,” she reflects. The clash of ideas on The Lucky One was internal, and although it was massively burdening at times, she always had envisioned it playing out that way.
Sallee, who releases under the Lou Reed-evoking moniker Caroline Says, has self-recorded each of her three albums. It’s a tried-and-true process that she loves, treasuring the feeling of creating something authentic and pure that nobody else can say they edited or changed. But when it came to The Lucky One, she faced an increased level of hurdles that made the self-recording process even more isolating than it usually is. She lost one of her part-time jobs in the wake of COVID-19, and moved from her home in Alabama to Austin and then went northeast to Brooklyn shortly after.
The Lucky One is a collection of these stacked and withered passport stamps, as Sallee oscillated from an empty lakehouse in Coleman, Alabama, a barn in rural Illinois, her parent’s garage back home and back to her space in New York just to find suitable places to record. Her previous album, 2018’s No Fool Like an Old Fool, captured the weariness of outstaying your honeymooned welcome in a city (“I used to love this town / What has it done for me?” she asks on “Sweet Home Alabama). The Lucky One reflects on the takeaways of being here, there and back again—while confronting the haunts that no one can escape regardless of how many times you change your mailing address, especially during an unpredictable pandemic. “I think I was always so confused by people who were so productive during that time,” Sallee says. “I was like, ‘How are you guys doing this?’ I struggled with what I would even write about.”
Sallee found a dark inspiration in the imminent threat of death that lay in the air around her during those three years in limbo. She watched helplessly as close friends passed too young, and struggled to make sense of the deaths of now distant acquaintances that were once special to her. As these moments of loss ran rampant around her mind, she recalled memories of her grandparents who died in 2018 as well, and knew he needed to articulate the bout of intense sadness—but from a lens of preservation and sophisticated clarity. “I started this album hilariously in mind that I wanted to make a pop album,” she says. “It didn’t turn out that way, but I really wanted a positive album. A lot of it is about celebrating people who aren’t typically celebrated and treasuring what is usually discarded.”