Well, how about The Trishas? In three short years, the foursome have gone from their first walk on stage together in 2009, to releasing a 2010 E.P., “They Call Us The Trishas” ,to dropping their first full length debut album, “High, Wide and Handsome”. The ladies have made some good friends while touring outside of their Austin, Texas homes, opening for Raul Malo and Ray Wylie Hubbard. Co-writers on High, Wide and Handsome include top shelf names such as Bruce Robison, Jim Lauderdale, and Jason Eady, with guitar work on the album coming courtesy of Kenny Vaughan, Tammy Rogers, Harry Stinson, and Viktor Krauss. Proud Dad, Kevin Welch, lent his pen for daughter, Savanna, who along with Jamie Wilson, Liz Foster and Kelley Mickwee answer to the name The Trishas.
With everything else going on, the desire to give rather than receive runs strong through The Trishas and the quartet open High, Wide and Handsome with some suggestions that could make your life a little better, coaxing you to “make something out of nothing”, “an original creation”. In the album opener, “Mother of Invention”, The Trishas wave an arts and craft banner for others to follow and find their bliss, the advisers becoming the teachers with lessons such as “turn an old wagon wheel into a chandelier hanging from the ceiling” and why not move the mirror into the hall where it is more appealing, and finally reaching the musical conclusion that “ It’s the lack of creature comforts that make you pay a little bit more attention.”
The advice the ladies lay on you in High, Wide and Handsome runs the gamut between how to swim the deep waters of passion and still breathe (“Little Sweet Cigars”), white hats and mysterious men (“John Wayne Cowboy”) and morning after wishes (“Looking At Me”).The Trishas wind their way through musical styles, like sound chameleons who let the colors they adopt fit the music in their minds. “Coldblooded” rides a slow shuffle as a lonesome fiddle cavorts with jazz guitar ramblings, “Cheater’s Game” breathes deep in a country air full of heartache and lost love and “Rainin’ Inside” name checks Billie Holiday as a killer who has spent
two days promising, and delivering, pain.
The Trishas gathered in Austin and moved to the music mecca ready to hang out their individual shingles. Mandolinist Kelly Mickwee soaked up grooves in her native Memphis, Jamie Wilson joined Austin’s The Gougers, Savanna Welch was born in Nashville and came down to Austin to pursue acting and screenwriting and Liz Foster lent her skills, including mighty harmonica blasts, to the Texas Opry and spent seven years in the Soul trenches touring with a Motown revue.
For more on The Trishas, you can find information on the band's website
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