Meet Thao Nguyen. According to her bio, Thao started playing the guitar when she was 12, and perfected her technique while working at the laundromat her mom ran while dreaming of Lilith Fair. While working towards a sociology/women’s studies degree in Virginia, she met up with some of the people who would eventually form her upstart backing band, the Get Down Stay Down. And now they all travel across the country singing jaunty little ditties located near the intersection of bluegrass and twee pop. I think that just about covers it.
As you can probably already tell, certain elements of her story—I’m thinking the teenager with the guitar in the laundromat with dreams of outdoor folk festivals in her head, really—have a certain down-to-earth fairytale quality that adds just that extra little touch of wonder to Nguyen’s recorded material, though I doubt she came with with the likes of “Bag of Hammers” while sorting change or selling little bags of laundry detergent. We Brave Bee Stings and All is Nguyen’s second album, though her first for Kill Rock Stars and as the leader of Thao with the Get Down Stay Down.
The first couple of reviews of We Brave Bee Stings and All mention the bluegrass connection (as do I, but bear with me for a second). I don’t know about you, but when I think of bluegrass, I think of the likes of Gillian Welch, who you may have heard from the O Brother, Where Art Thou? soundtrack or perhaps from “Orphan Girl,” a lovely tale about a little girl who’s lost her entire family. Most of Welch’s career has been spent down at the depressing end of the spectrum, what with songs about morphine addiction and rape in her repertoire. But more importantly, Welch’s music always seemed very much a product of a different age, and though it is very good, it never quite seemed alive. I figured this was just a component of bluegrass music in general, the same way a jazz newbie probably thinks contemporary jazz simply retreads the likes of Davis and Coltrane. So I naturally assumed that reviewers attaching the “bluegrass” label to We Brave Bee Stings and All would mean the same thing: an almost claustrophobic adherence to a dated aesthetic.
But in fact everything I’ve heard so far of Nguyen’s recent work says exactly the opposite. It’s refreshingly carefree, lively and upbeat, even as it hangs on to some obvious bluegrass markers (hello banjo). So if you’re allergic to bluegrass for the reasons I stopped listening to Gillian Welch, give this one a chance. You may be pleasantly surprised.
