Everything’s changed. Nothing has changed. That’s Kasey Chambers. Twenty years ago, when Chambers launched her first solo album, The Captain, it was at the small, underground Sydney venue then known as the Basement, a deeply flawed but storied room that had hosted jazz and R&B, folk and rock performers, but rarely country ones. The then-22-year-old’s excitement was palpable, beaming out “I can’t believe I’m playing here”. The excitement was the same a year later when she play
Tonight, at the ARIA Awards, Kasey Chambers will be inducted into the Australian Recording Industry Association’s hall of fame. Yeah, that’s pretty big. She’ll be sitting alongside Renee Geyer and Harry Vanda and George Young, Midnight Oil and Dame Joan Sutherland, AC/DC and Tina Arena, INXS and Slim Dusty, Kylie Minogue and Nick Cave. And one she’ll appreciate just that little bit more, The Wiggles. Chambers, at 42 will be the youngest female inductee, which says something a
There are lifelong dreams and lifelong heroes – some of them real and some existing only your TV screen – and in a life dotted with plenty of dreams coming true, Kasey Chambers, who turned 42 last week, felt pretty blessed already. But then something magical happened. In the midst of a huge national tour, she explains why she was in tears listening to a song from her new album, Campfire, what being on the road brings to her life, and why the TV show Seinfeld has had such a hu
Dragonfly (Essence/Warner) If I tell you that Dragonfly is a solid Kasey Chambers album does that make you feel good or concerned? Whether you fall for or fall away from this album may depend on that answer. Other words to apply here are thorough, respectable, attractive, rocking (in parts), touched with bluegrass, wordy, momentarily pop-ish, relatively impersonal, briefly weirdly personal (though only partly true), and not short of songs thank you very much.