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Biography:
On February 26, 2011, D'nae closed the door on the vocal booth in the recording studio. By the time she stepped out, twelve 更多>
Biography:
On February 26, 2011, D'nae closed the door on the vocal booth in the recording studio. By the time she stepped out, twelve hours later, she had sung her life.
The result is I Am Your Guitar, recorded without any digital tricks, without any vocal tuning or excessive overdubs. Just the truth. Just the voice over a guitar.Yes, the pain of her life came out, but so did the triumph.
Does love still exist? Twelve songs from now, you will have your answer.
Press Release:
New York artist D’nae unabashedly believes in love, but her new 12-song CD, I Am Your Guitar, is far from na?ve. She delves into loss, pain, disappointment and disheartenment and comes out on the other side without seeming like a cockeyed optimist.
The absolute angst of the opening track, “What You Do to Me,” sums up her approach: get real about the pain but remain sure there is relief in sight. She delivers her vision with a voice that is soft, reflective and wise.
Her vocal choices tend toward the surprising in places, such as in the title track, “I Am Your Guitar,” where she chooses to soften her voice where other singers would have belted. This kind of reflection and conscious choice is evident throughout her recordings.
At least two tracks feature her being sexy, and unashamedly so, though she is careful to say that it is a private matter you are hearing about, a moment between her and her man. In fact she nudges the some artists who display their sexuality openly on stage, only to say, “The place for lace is not the sidewalk, it’s down the hall it’s called your private catwalk.”
One interesting choice D’nae made for this album was to make it a guitar/vocal piece. The resulting intimacy is well-suited for both her voice and the lyrics. The album was recorded and mixed in Queens, and D'nae lives on Roosevelt Island. The album updates the New York sound, with elements of jazz and a tribute to the great songs of the American Songbook ("Love Me Like I'm Leaving") that New York is so fond of. But it also has elements of the music found on the Lower East Side in listening rooms such as The Living Room.
Overall, D’nae seems to be very enthusiastic about you being entertained. There is little self indulgence here, and the biographical moments of “That Girl is Me” rise to a level of universality that redeems it.
Romance is back, and D’nae holds her head up high as its new advocate.