Angie Pierce Jennings
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THE ARTIST

Angie Pierce Jennings was born and raised in Iowa.  Growing up on a rural forty acres, she was suited for the quiet of the contry.  The open pastures, the creeks to walk along.  She kept her eyes open, her ear to the ground.  She was always looking and learning.  When she looked at faces, she studied them, and saw more than surface features.  She felt the pulse of the land, and it set her imagination in motion.  To make sense of it all, she wrote sketches, stories, poems, and journal entries.

 

THE SONGWRITER

A decade ago, when she got her first guitar and started teaching herself to play, it was only natural that she would immediately begin writing songs.  Lyrically driven pieces that expressed what she'd seen of hte land, its wildlife, its people.

 

Backwood, Angie Pierce Jennings' debut album, unearths a gifted songwriter with amazing sensitivity and depth.  The songs are revealing and honest, and the echoes of the country can be heard in each one.  Once you hear her beautiful voice, the room quiets and you're immersed in a well-told story.  Her songwriting is like a secret being told, and right away she has your ear.  Hearing her words, really listening, is like searching your own memory.

 

Just reading the lyrics is a poetic experience, but imagine having the words sung to you.  Imagine some acoustic guitar to go along with it.  Angie has a way of carrying the listener along with her to that rural countryside.  It's there that she sings you her folk stories.

 

THE PERFORMER

Seeing Angie Pierce Jennings perform live is truly an event.  Her presence is both familiar and sure.  Her voice is like flight, and it fills a space like wingspan.  That voice, almost indescribable, is like a sturdy bird gliding above water, lifted on a thermal current.  And the audience is lifted up on that thermal current with her.  Lifted in their own individual dreams.  One audience member said, "I was just closing my eyes, thinking about riding my bike through the country, picturing myself free."  Another simply said, "That was just what I needed."