When I saw Eliza Rickman at a club in Southern California, I thought, there is no one who can or will do what she does. My only question is can I ask her to do it on the radio. Let me explain. This tall, ethereal beautiful woman in a long white wedding-style dress with her luxurious hair piled on top of her head sat on a stool in the spotlight with a toy piano. What happened next was unbelievable. With an angelic voice and a perfectly tuned notes, she proceeded to sing about – well, I can print everything she sang a bout, but it was great fun, deliciously irreverent and only slightly shocking after a while. But most of all it was creative, persuasive and honest. I decided to take a chance and you will hear her this Friday.
Eliza’s bio says that there is always a hint of menace and reservoirs of force haunting the corners of Eliza Rickman’s voice, whatever register it occupies. Her presence on stage—whether she wears flowers in her hair, or stuffed birds; whether she plays a Schoenhut toy piano or a ukulele or a grand piano—is impossible to ignore. And the conversations she has with the audience in between songs are as much part of the music as the music itself. The entire act is high concept, high energy, high risk entertainment from start to finish. And this from a woman who did not realize that she could sing until she graduated from college.
You won't want to miss this interview - even I don't know what is going to happen. And you especially don't want to miss any opportunity to see her live.