Ham Jam House -Concert

Amanda Pearcy

Amanda Pearcy will play a fine acoustic concert on Saturday, August 9th, at 7:00 PM. Matt Giles, lead guitar, and Mark Williams, cello and bass, will accompany Amanda for this special performance.

Amanda Pearcy

Amanda Pearcy’s soulful and country-leaning Americana music took root in her hardscrabble history, authentically grounded in a raw and earthy, soulful voice. Testifying to her southeast Texas upbringing, with the region’s multicultural mix, its Gulf of Mexico coastline, and its shared border with Louisiana’s Acadiana, the songs on Pearcy’s second CD, Royal Street, carry a sense, and the sensuality, of the South, weaving themes of home and its loss; love, both surrendered to, and longed for; the casting of spells; the ties that bind old friends; and our human experience’s collective memory. Produced by Tim Lorsch, Royal Street is a true album, a collection of songs that settle in for the ride through Texas to New Orleans and back again; the journey being a testament of life’s tougher lessons learned too young, and the insight that comes with getting to the other side of them.

“Soft as sunbeams on the water Gently kissing their reflections As if to kiss a son, a daughter And a thousand tender recollections”

The youngest of four, Amanda Pearcy was born and raised in Houston, Texas, in a modest, and at times, turbulent home. Her father lost his father when he was a boy, and he and his widowed mother shared a tiny downtown Houston shotgun duplex with extended family before his mother remarried a railroad man. Likewise, Pearcy’s mother was left motherless at a tender age, and was raised along with her brother by their oil derrick building father in Tulsa, Oklahoma, and later, on a farm in Muskogee County, where they were no strangers to picking cotton. Although as a child Amanda Pearcy yearned to express herself creatively in a musical way, day to day life took precedence in her childhood home. Several years after losing her first husband, and practically out of the blue, Pearcy picked up his pawn shop guitar and got to the work of finally feeding her soul. She had met him at a haunt off campus while attending the University of Texas at Austin. Too prideful to answer to “roughneck”, he worked seven days a week as a derrick man in the oil rigs around east-central Texas. Falling quickly in love and with a baby on the way, they married behind a double-wide mobile home on the banks of the lower Colorado River. They made their home in the Lost Pines thirty miles east of Austin where she hung laundry on the line to dry, and depending on which weekly shift he was working, had either breakfast or supper ready for him when he came home. He passed away when their son was two years old, leaving them with not much more than a couple of old Oldsmobiles (a hard top Cutlass Supreme and a Delta 88 Royale). To escape the sadness of the home without him, a move fifteen further miles east to the nostalgic small town of Smithville followed, and included another short and semi-tragic marriage to an ex-con heroin addict. On the run again to leave behind another loss at the hope of having a family, and because it was another world away (at the same distance from Austin to the west at least), Pearcy packed up her son and headed to Wimberley, Texas. Although some good came from that move, a yearning for what felt more like home took her back to the rich black soil and live oaks of Smithville… until she was rooted just enough to let go again and head back to Austin.

“You and I’ve had moments spent As birds of paradise Flying free in the contentment Of our ordinary lives”

Regretful wanderings and bittersweet reminiscences are among the stories that inevitably work their way into Amanda Pearcy’s songs on Royal Street. Apparently the restlessness, the missteps, and the tragedies that brought her so much pain have also planted her firmly in the garden of authentic songwriting that comes from one who’s lived it. And in those moments when life does happen to us, as Amanda Pearcy writes, don’t we all simply long to fly free in “the contentment of an ordinary life”.

My maternal grandmother, one eighth Cherokee on her mother’s side, born and raised in NW Arkansas on the foothills of the Ozarks and 59 miles from Tahlequah, Oklahoma, which was founded as a capital of the original Cherokee Nation for those forced west on the Trail of Tears. She found delight in the circus, medicine shows, mustard on everything, and making home brew. She bottled and capped it right in her own kitchen and made root beer for the youngsters. She kept family healthy with sassafras tea, onion poultices, and steaming water vapor. Ten years into her marriage, she passed on in Tulsa, OK, from “sleeping sickness, by way of a horse fly from the mule” (encephalitis/West Nile virus). She rests in peace beside her first born, a baby girl with coal black hair.


Folk/Roots artist Grant Peeples is known for his axe-sharp socio-political tunes as well as Roger Miller type humor and heart gigging ballads. Songwriting legend Bobby Braddock described him “like Prine, but with a Southern bent.” Music News Nashville called him “a guitar-slinging poet.” Peeples tours have included performances at The Woody Guthrie Folk Festival in Okemah, OK, The Living Room in New York City, and The Triple Door in Seattle. His records, produced by Gurf Morlix (Lucinda Williams, Ray Wylie Hubbard, Robert Earl Keen) have topped Folk/Roots charts in the US and in Europe.

''Better on My Own'' by Amanda Pearcy - YouTube Video
''Royal Street'', by Amanda Pearcy - YouTube Video
''for what are we without hope in our hearts''the Johnny’s Garden interview by Ed Muitjens
everthing sundry: Getting to Know Amanda Pearcy - the Falcon Ridge Folk Festival’s Emerging Artist Showcase interview by Kathy Sands-Boehmer

Grant Peeples Sampler - YouTube Video

Doors open at 7:00 and the concert is 8:00 to 10:00.
$15 suggested admission donation

BYOB and hors d'oeuvres are welcome!