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I remember the first time I met Grace Pettis — at Journey Imperfect Faith Community for a Wendy Colonna music show.  Only much later did I learn she is the daughter of songwriter Pierce Pettis, but even on that first encounter I knew this was a woman of considerable substance.  Sitting out at Cafe Mundi this past Thursday night, my bud Nathan Hubble added his “amen” — as Grace was singing “What You Didn’t Want to Know,” a song from her debut CD, “Grace Pettis,” which Grace will be showcasing at Journey IFC’s warehouse meeting place in North Austin on November 21st.

But before I review the CD, let me tell you how I GOT to Cafe Mundi for Naked Folk, a songwriter showcase hosted by Chase Gassaway and Lamar Stockton (who leads the Resonate worship band at River Bend Church).  And before I do that, I need to note that Lamar and Nathan go way back to grade school, and that all of these guys sing harmony vocals on Grace’s new record.  I also need to note that the third guest on this night was the lovely (above, right) Jordan Whitmire, whose songs were so good I thought they were by Carole King or maybe fellow Dallas girl Norah Jones. 

Okay, so it is Tuesday night, and my old pal Brennen Leigh, along with Noel McKay (below, left), are playing a show at House Wine.  Now, Brennen sometimes sits in with Nathan (on electric mandolin), and so it was not that big a surprise that he showed up at the gig.  So did keyboardist Lacy Quin, who is playing a show with Steven Ray Will at the Saxon later this month.  Nathan told me about this gig, and as soon as he mentioned Grace Pettis, I was down for it (having missed a couple of her recent shows).  Later that evening I stopped by the Blind Pig to see JusTif (Justin and Tiffani, below, bottom center), who had been at my house party two days earlier (and the multi-talented Scott Andrews showed up with his mandolin for a 10-minute version of “A Horse with No Name” and much more).  I even went next door to Maggie Mae’s to feast my eyes upon the saxy glam boy Greg Williams (along with Dave Madden and Glen Rexach, among others) at Live Band Karaoke (bottom, left) — a real hoot for everyone who braves the stage.  Then I met back up with Matt and Lacy at the Hole in the Wall as Brennen and Noel played twin lead guitars with Missy Beth Crisman (below, center) and her Alaskan country twang. 

Then on Wednesday, I devoted myself to my new friend Barbara Nesbitt (below, right), as she played two sets at House Wine and later let me listen to rough cuts from her forthcoming album that features Doug Pettibone and members of her old band from San Diego.  Barbara has upcoming gigs in Austin at Flipnotics (Nov. 21) and the Iguana Grill (Nov. 22) that will be well worth going to.  And after Naked Folk on Thursday, I trekked over to Ruta Maya and caught a couple of songs from Irie Jane, a full set by my friend Beth Richard (with her husband Jason on guitar and Steve Bernal on cello and Gray Parsons on vibes and keyboard), another full set from Cayce Rose and the Mind Games (I have known Cayce (bottom right, with Beth Richard) since she was 13 and now she is married to Mario Matteoli, who plays guitar in her band), and most of a set from Gabriel Siklosi and her band Beautiful Minds) before hitting yet another highlight — THE WORLD PREMIERE OF THE NEW LONESOME HEROES MUSIC VIDEO (which features horses and a marisachi band and much more — but will otherwise not be widely available until after the video’s New York City premiere on December 2nd).  Folks, this video, shot by Rich Russell’s boyhood friend, Brookyln-based filmmaker Danny Stolzman of Frameless Films.  [Technically, the actual Austin premiere was earlier in the evening at Jo's Coffees but I got to the afterparty for a special showing).

GRACE PETTIS -- Self Titled

Words cannot express the heritage that Grace Pettis brings to her debut recording -- you just have to be quiet and listen to hear this very modern yet very traditionally spiritual woman who challenges anyone with claims of faith to stand up and face the music.  The self-righteous have to squirm or else be converted to the unconditional love that pours out of Grace's whole being.  Let's start with "Love Is There," about to be covered by Sara Hickman.  Grace lets us know that LOVE is there in the prison cell, in the soldier's private hell, even with the father who left us and with the battered wife, the homeless in the rain, and (believe it!) even with the stillborn and his mother.  As Grace sings, ""In the broken places, in the empty spaces, love is there somehow." 

Billy Crockett as a younger man toured with Dallas Holm, Rich Mullins, and Sandy Patty (some of the most powerful contemporary Christian artists before Nashville made that genre soupy), then he and his wife moved to the Texas Hill Country to build the Blue Rock Artist Ranch and Studio (and record a new record of his own as well).  Players on this beautiful disc include Colin Brooks (well, everything and vocals too), Rick Richards on drums, Chris Maresh on bass, Dirje Smith on cello, and Dave Madden on piano and vocals -- and a host of backing singers to create the choirs on "Love Is There" and the little gospel ditty, "Let a Little Light."

But this is not exactly a gospel record.  The opening cut, "The Gypsy's Code," opens our eyes to a woman who told me that right after she graduates college and gets married she plans to hit the road and tour until the cows come home:  "I am a wanderer, crossing borders, My home today will be tomorrow just another place I've been."  In "Nine to Five Girl," the hard-working waitress vents her anger at the higher paid office worker who leaves a measly dollar tip (but is this not a larger vent against anyone with wealth who disdains the poor, the servants who make the lives of the richer among us much more comfortable?). 

I was struck by Grace's live performance of "What You Didn't Want to Know," as she sings, "I'm the weatherman, I can't command the falling snow, I'm the one who tells you what you didn't want to know."  And then there's the playful "Italy" (not the town south of Dallas where Bobby Perkins grew up), a vision of a coming honeymoon where she and her man will "walk our feet on holy ground" and of course check out Michelangelo and Da Vinci and drink chianti and (of course) sing for the Italians.

Grace can also be tough: "Heard Enough Now" is a flat out rebuke of a smooth talker whose "silver tongue might wish me well, but you're good for nothing else," someone whose "money is far from your mouth" who says some "pretty things" and who has "some cause that you want me for," but Grace will not "fight your holy war."  [Uh, maybe the hypocritical church?]  And yet she can leave all of her frustrations behind and visualize a soldier and his girl “Dancing” (co-written with Sofia Echegaray) — “Threw your head back and laughed, and the ribbon flew from your hair … and we were dancing, dancing, around and around.”

Twelve cuts in all, including “Speak Tenderly” and “A Bird May Love,” and “Turning Now,” which speaks of “bicycle ribbons on the handles, you flew me over sidewalk mountains, childhood wilderness; you taught me moving grace, though it took a few scrapes; Now I ride my life like my old bike, it’s a balancing act.”  A song about growing up and dealing with what life brings — and letting go of childhood for the adventures that adulthood brings. 

The record closes with an honest lullaby, “Long Sleep,” with Grace admitting (as even Mother Teresa did many times) that “God is a long lost friend and lover, I believe once we were happy together, but faith is a fading dream, a song I sometimes sing just to remember.”  And yet this song is truly a prayer that we all awaken from our “long sleep” to breathe again as the dawn breaks over us.