Album Review – Iris Dement’s “Sing The Delta”
When you reflect back on many of the country music greats, they were people who seemed to be birthed right out of the country itself. Their very molecules come from the same earth that the coal dust and the pine needles and the hardwood smoke that imbibe and permeate their songs did. Iris Dement is one of those artists, a genuine product of America’s rural textures, and a country music great despite the 16-year hiatus between albums of original material maybe causing a momentarily lapse in memory of her brilliance.
Iris Dement is an incarnation of the nexus between the traditional rural American upbringing, and modern American skepticism. Born in Paragould, Arkansas as the 14th child of her father and 8th of her mother, she was brought up in a Pentecostal household full of gospel music. Just as important, the family moved to Los Angeles when Iris was 3, setting the table for a life full of contrasting ideologies and varying influences. This strange crux where a young, impressionable girl brought up to see the line between right and wrong, but raised in a world built to blur those lines, is like the little warm Fox den in a rain storm where Iris’s music goes to nestle.
Sing The Delta speaks to that internal war still smoldering inside Iris, where the principles and ideals embodied in religious doctrine are still very much alive in her being, yet the idea of devoting to an entity that science has no answer for, and whose name is used to enact untold destruction, are very much at war. She might be the most religious/non-religious woman in country music. As she says in the song, “The Kingdom Has Already Come:”
Stopped into the church to pray. It was the middle of the day. And I don’t even know if I believe in God.
I laid my soul on the table. And I left that place believing I was able. To open the curtains my fears had drawn.
The next song on Sing The Delta is titled, “The Night I Learned How Not To Pray.”
Iris Dement’s singular contribution to country music is her genuinely-Southern, ethereal voice that she commands with an easy, effortless confidence. Put her right up there with the Loretta’s, and Emmylou’s, and Parton’s when it comes to the potency of her singing, and the demands for it to be put on albums as far ranging as Ralph Stanley’s Ridin’ That Midnight Train to Josh Turner’s Punching Bag. Her singing may have never been sweeter than what is displayed on Sing The Delta, with an approach to the music that allows it to shine, especially on the second track “Before The Colors Fade” where the lack of a true bridge or chorus allows Dement’s words and vocal accentuations to breathe and bloom.
The hardest thing for a singer / songwriter to do is to write to their vocal strengths. Iris Dement and Sing The Delta is a case study on how to execute this feat near flawlessly. She is a piano player first, and this brings a whole other layer of uniqueness to her approach to country music. She’s no Jerry Lee, “Pig” Robbins, or Earl Poole Ball, but to accompany her rising, angelic, Gospel-inspired voice with piano gives it that classic, neo-traditional church house feel without having to infuse it with excessive chorus or reverb.
Iris Dement’s voice, her songs, her style, it is all there ripe for being regaled long-term in the halls of country music greatness. It’s her moderate output, and possibly her politics that were evident especially on her 3rd album, 1996’s The Way I Should, that keep her name far from the tip of our tongues when talking about our generation’s greatest country singers. In Sing The Delta, Iris strikes a great balance of expressing her ideologies and doubt, while not allowing them to get in the way of some sincere storytelling and simple, honest song craft.
To a contingent of the orthodox country crowd, Iris Dement will probably continue to be considered a more folky, leftist, prototypical Steve Erle-esque “alt-country” protest singer. But that prejudice will keep them from one of our generations greatest female voices, and some of its best songs; all of which are in full evidence on Sing The Delta.
Two guns up!
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December 29, 2012 @ 3:04 pm
I’ve been yearning for someone to combine country music and piano, and Dement seems to have accomplished that beautifully. Thanks for the review!
December 29, 2012 @ 3:10 pm
Couldn’t find a good place to interject this anywhere about, but Iris Dement’s “Our Town” is one of my favorite songs of all time. One of those eternally-relevant stories.
December 30, 2012 @ 1:51 am
Thanks for your reviews. If there’s one way to save country music, it’s through exposure of folks like this. And I needed this one tonight.Â
December 30, 2012 @ 6:20 am
iris is an amazing artist. great write up trig.
December 30, 2012 @ 10:21 am
Been looking forward to this one, but haven’t picked it up. Will have to do that after my wallet recovers from Christmas spending. Thanks for the review.
I haven’t listened to her older work for awhile, and was surprised to hear a bit of OCMS’s Take ’em Away in the verses Our Town. (Or the reverse, really.) I didn’t notice that when theirs came out.
December 31, 2012 @ 9:42 am
Thanks for the Review. She is amazing. Glad to hear she has new material out. It’s been too long.
January 1, 2013 @ 9:56 am
Have been waiting for you to review ‘Sing The Delta’ – This album is one of my favourites from 2012. Amazing stuff.
January 2, 2013 @ 6:29 pm
i remember the first time i heard her voice on the final northern exposure episode which i only ended up watching because i was too stoned to care what was on television. i cannot understand how this woman isnt a huge country star even if all she had was that voice and didnt write such beautiful and soulful songs.
thanks for the post i had no idea shed finally released a new album.
January 2, 2013 @ 8:53 pm
This album just got picked as the 2nd best album of the year by Country Universe!
January 3, 2013 @ 7:30 am
“The Night I Learned Not To Pray” is the most devastating sad song I’ve heard in a long tine.