Unlike other artists, Clara Bones says she has had no “defining moment”, no sudden epiphany that told her that music was her calling. To her, this does not seem strange – did you suddenly realize that breathing was your calling? Establishing herself early on as a riot grrl, Clara Bones was kicked out of a wedding ceremony at the tender age of one year old; whenever the music stopped, she loudly protested until she had to be forcibly removed. Scientists speculate that Clara may have rocked out in the womb.
Today, Ms. Bones emerges with her own unique blend of punk-rock folk. Any attempts to pigeonhole her with the usual questions fall short; when asked “Do you have to be in love to write a love song?”, this was her reply:
Today, Ms. Bones emerges with her own unique blend of punk-rock folk. Any attempts to pigeonhole her with the usual questions fall short; when asked “Do you have to be in love to write a love song?”, this was her reply:
“I think everyone’s a little in love with something - I could probably name several things I’m in love with right now. Currently, it’s motorcycles, the Old 97’s album Too Far to Care, and a Kelly Link story about a werewolf. I could probably write a song about any of those things.”
If you find yourself in Harvard Square on a Thursday night, listen for her lilting, smoky voice as it drifts over the inebriated homeless people and cobblestone sidewalks of the People’s Republic of Cambridge. If you’re lucky, you may catch a glimpse of her, leaning over a fire escape as she croons tales of murder, drugs, sex and love into the frigid New England night.
