Whiskey and Women
Saturday, June 8, 2013, 5:00pm
Woody Guthrie Stage - Cafeteria
whiskeyandwomenmusic.com

Whiskey and Women got their name from their first street performance together: they had only an hour to earn enough money to buy a bottle of Jameson. It was a cold, rainy day in Edinburgh, Scotland. They had never rehearsed a lick of music together. Did they succeed? Yes! They busted out Irish, Scottish, and Welsh drinking songs, sea shanties, Cajun two-steps, honky-tonk originals, impromptu harmonies, and a whole lot of stomp and holler. The Scots responded with generous tips. The ladies knew they had something special: a mix of musicality and fun that was powerful even in its raw, unrefined state. Years later, in ornate venues and lowly street corners, the fun still shines through their performances like a beam of sunshine through a 25 year-old single malt.

Let us begin by mentioning that although Rosie and Renee are full biological sisters, they were adopted by two different families at a young age and it is a mutual, ecstatic adoration of music that has brought them together in recent history. Rosie first touched bow to string seven years ago in a cramped music shop in Hyderabad, India with the optimistic intention of learning to play the violin during her semester abroad. After all, this instrument is much easier to transport then a piano when one is hopping a freight train or embarking on other worldly adventures. A year later (with many cacauphonous hours of practice under her belt) she was enthralled to begin tutelage under wing of her encouraging sister Renee, who taught her delightful Irish and Cajun tunes as they lounged in dappled sunlight at Lake Merritt. Many tunes and empty whiskey bottles later, after gallavanting the streets of San Francisco and New Orleans together (serenading Mardi Gras party-goers and SF tourists alike), they joined forces with Joan to create the spirited, adventurous, and enticing musical alliance known as Whiskey and Women. This lovely trio will hoot and howl their way into your hearts...sweetly!

Joan's love affair with the fiddle began when she found a German-made school violin in a dumpster on the street. Figuring it must be a sign, she began teaching herself to play. The dumpster fiddle and Joan traveled a few times across the country, as well as on tour to Europe, before the instrument was put into semi-retirement. Now she rocks a hundred-year-old Czech fiddle that used to belong to her uncle Jimmy.

Drawing on inspiration from Irish, Cajun, and Appalachian styles, Joan's playing is reminiscent of a whiskey-fueled front porch party that lasts till dawn. She loves learning old tunes, writing new ones, and mixing the old with the new.