About Kerry Anderson

Kerry Anderson is a songstress/guitarist not to be taken lightly. Her style is clear and crisp, with a
siren quality would be fitting in any Romantic painting — you can hear the waves splashing off the wild
coastline and the pain and longing in the heart, with just a mild touch of the tragic.
A Colorado native, Anderson spent much of her life down a long dirt road with the Rocky Mountains
as a backdrop. Growing up among the wildflowers and native grasses, there is a scent in her music that
is not to be forgotten, even in the hustle and bustle of her current hometown in Bloomfield, New Jersey.
Born in 1979 of frugal parents, Sandy and Ernie, who taught her the value of money and family harmony.
Anderson spent 21 years leading the simple life.

The first time Anderson got an inkling she wanted to be a musician was when she was 12 and home
alone. It was raining. She was playing the piano, the first instrument she tackled as a musician.
“I started writing all these poems, and that’s when I felt that I had a natural ability with that. I was so
excited,” she said. “I had a little tape recorder — a Karaoke machine I used to record on — and I sang
the lyrics while playing the piano.”
Anderson said the song “just came out.” At that time, she was very shy and the recorder produced the
intimacy the budding artist needed to find her own particular sound.

When Anderson moved out on her own, her roommates in Boulder had just moved back from New
Jersey. They told her that she needed to do something with her talent and search for an outlet for her
music.
“They said they could set me up with a family that needed a nanny in Montclair and that everything
would be taken care as far as living needs were concerned,” she said. “So two month later, off I went.”
Anderson said she flew into LaGuardia airport in New York and her first ride through Manhattan was a
hair-raising one, complete with the quadrupled speed of the east coast lifestyle.
While staying in the guest room of her new family’s house in Montclair, she tended to their children
and played at the various coffee houses in northern New Jersey. In the summer of 2001, Anderson
recorded her first CD in the tiny basement in Montclair.
When she finally struck out on her own, she rented her first apartment in Bloomfield and has been
there ever since. She met producer Charles Roane and began writing and recording immediately. In
2004, she met Liz Montalbano, and signed to her company for management.
“I’m on a mission to get a record label and a fan base,” Kerry said. “My audiences in Montclair are very
enthusiastic. They ask for more information and then become my friends on MySpace.”

Anderson’s clean playing, mournful lyrics and rich, modulated voice is introspective and exciting, so it
is no wonder her audience is growing.
The intonations in her voice came from the outside influences of other musicians like Sarah McLachlan
and Natalie Merchant.
“I loved the tone of their voice just for softness. I felt connected to them as artists because of my
own natural softness,” Anderson said. “Especially the folk music aspect and the type of acoustic guitar
style.”
The guitar is her main mean of expression now. Always finding new ways to create versatile guitar
tunings. Finding tricks with capos to evoke different sounds and effects.
Anderson said her lyrics come out of nowhere; she doesn’t have any mindset toward them. In artistic
terms, some call that a visitation from the Muse.
“That’s exactly how it is — it’s really crazy how lyrics appear for me,” she said. “Sometimes, I’m going
through life and I don’t realize how sensitive I am to certain things. Then I pick up the guitar and all of a
sudden something appears in the lyrics that I’m singing.”
The effect is like someone whispering in her ear from deep in her subconscious, she said. The
haunting flavor of Anderson ’s work makes those comments believable. In “Sideways,” the piece starts
with quiet playing and soft finger snapping, I felt I was walking down a hall toward something in myself. I
wasn’t sure I wanted to go there but I did, compelled by my own experiences. Memories flooded back of
love lost, love had. Bittersweet. Biting. Beautiful.
“My hope is that with every word I sing, and with every melody you hear, I want my music to reach your
soul. I want my music to take you somewhere else, out of your everyday life. I want my music to be like a
warm blanket or the taste of fresh baked cookies on a cold day,” she said. “Like the smell of rain, or just
like feeling the sunlight through the trees. This is my passion and joy, and it is all for you.”
With the level of professionalism and poetic beauty of her music, Anderson’s train should arrive
shortly on the rails to success. You can visit her Web site at www.myspace.com/kerryanderson1.




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