Most singer-songwriters thrive on misery. Not Edie Carey. The troubadour from Boston says that she works best when she's blissed out. "I'm in a really happy place in my life," she says. "People say, 'Then you don't have anything to write about.'"
Carey's latest album, Another Kind of Fire, proves them wrong. "I was never driven before I started writing these songs," she says. "As soon as I started writing, something ignited." Like her previous four albums, Another Kind of Fire is an adult record with adult themes. But this time out, Carey steers the disc into rootsy, alt-country territory. And the twang suits the New Englander just fine. "I love that kind of music," she says. "But I am from Boston. I'm not in the backwoods picking away on my banjo." Still, Fire is a deeply personal work, even if the characters aren't stand-ins for their creator. "I've been looking outward lately," says Carey. "It's fun to get into somebody else's head, instead of being in my own all the time."
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