Lucky Me

Sometimes the stars align just right. Sometimes we find ourselves in just the right place at just the right time. Sometimes we just get lucky. Such was the case for me tonight, as I found myself sitting dead center in the fourth row of the Aladdin Theatre in Portland, Oregon, with my beautiful wife, Beth, and my great friends Willy and Kate at my side. At just past 8:00 pm, the stage was taken by three angels from heaven, otherwise known as The Wailin' Jennys, from Winnipeg, Manitoba. The next two hours were magical.

This, the last night of their American tour, found them pitch-perfect and razor-sharp. The full-house crowd, clearly big Jennys fans, were hugely supportive of every song. There was kinetic energy in the room, as the band picked up on the fact that this was destined to be a very special performance. Yet during the songs, you could hear a pin drop as we all hung on every word and perfect note. They invited us to sing along a few times, which we all did enthusiastically. The big smiles on their faces reflected their joy at hearing us sing back to them. The sound, the lights, the energy, the moment... everything was just right. And we all knew it.

Let me tell you something. This band is really really good. I can't say that I've ever heard better live-performance singing, anywhere. They keep their songs simple, rooted in folk and gospel traditions. I found myself dazzled by the clarity of their delivery. Within the context of their simplicity, they displayed true virtuosity. In addition to their vocal miracles, each woman is a solid instrumental performer as well... bass, drums, guitar, accordian, harmonica, hand drums, they played everything well. They spent extra time on tuning between songs and between sets. It was important to them that each note was dead-on perfect. Their sideman, Jeremy Penner ("the boy jenny") added a beautiful textural element to the songs with his violin.

Maybe its something about Canada, where Bruce Cockburn comes from. Or more specifically, something about the Canadian prairies, where Neil Young and Joni Mitchell began their musical journeys. Whatever it is, these ladies have some of the same mojo going for them. Remember these names. Nicky Mehta, Ruth Moody, and Heather Masse. Each is a strong performer in their own right, but the combination of the three is much greater than the sum of their parts. If you have not seen them, I highly recommend them to you, preferably at a small indoor venue so you can hear every perfect note. They announced that they will be playing at the Sisters Folk Festival in September, so you fellow Oregonians might want to consider making that trip. In the meantime, their most recent recording, "Firecracker", may be the best new recording I've heard since the turn of the new century. Give it a listen.