Folk Bands and Artists
Evie Ladin & Keith Terry
Oakland, CA
lectrifying clawhammer banjo, bass, percussive dance, storytelling songs old and new, nuanced, emotive vocals. An intimate, robust evening of acoustic music and dance, a skilled hybrid of Americana folk arts and original songs.
Ladin sings and plays infectious clawhammer banjo, while Terry is a master percussionist. It was Appalachian string band music pared to the absolute minimum of accompaniment, but packed with an orchestra’s worth of rhythm. -MUSIC CITY ROOTS, Nashville
(An) arrestingly fun show…bursting with talent. – Smile Politely, Champaign-Urbana
You don’t often hear words like “traditional,” and “authentic” paired with “innovative” and “unique,” but Evie Ladin & Keith Terry have brought them together brilliantly in the self-titled, debut album of the Evie Ladin Band, and the result is truly a high point in new old-time music. – FOLKWORKS, Los Angeles
The polyrhythmic heat of Evie Ladin’s clawhammer banjo, resonant voice, real stories and rhythmic dance – have been heard from A Prairie Home Companion to Celtic Connections, Lincoln Center to Hardly Strictly Bluegrass. Known as a driving force behind San Francisco’s Stairwell Sisters, Evie’s solo debut Float Downstream (2010), co-produced by Mike Marshall and Keith Terry, was quickly followed by Evie Ladin Band (2012), which won Americana Album of the Year by the Independent Music Awards Vox Pop Vote.
Keith Terry (bass, Body Music, percussion, vocals) is a renowned percussionist/rhythm dancer, and the founder of the International Body Music Festival. A pioneer in contemporary Body Music, Keith produces large-scale intercultural collaborations and educational outreach. In the DUO, Keith brings a cinematic ear to playing bass as tonal percussion, with bells, box, body and toys. His CDs and instructional DVDs are released by Crosspulse Media.
Using any surface for its rhythmic possibilities, Terry claps his hands, rubs his palms, finger-pops, stamps his feet, brushes his soles, slaps his butt and belly, pops his cheek, whomps his chest, skips and slides, sings and babbles and coughs, building his music out of a surprisingly varied register of sounds and clever rhythmic variations. –VILLAGE VOICE
