From The Desk Of Anders Parker: The Mississippi Delta

Looking back over the breadth of Anders Parker’s two-decade career, there is little he has yet to accomplish or prove. The stylistic range encompassed by his Varnaline work alone is evidence of Parker’s determination to explore, illuminate, absorb and transcend every musical influence he’s experienced, from alt-country and raw folk to pastoral Americana and baroque art rock. And Parker’s catalog under his own name has been equally diverse, be it the transitional familiarity of 2004’s Tell It To The Dust or the ambient instrumental guitar wash of 2010’s Cross Latitudes. There’s A Bluebird In My Heart, Parker’s latest contribution, is a welcome return to his Varnaline/early-solo sound, perhaps in reaction to his recent experimental streak. Parker will be guest editing all week. Read our brand new review of There’s A Bluebird In My Heart.


Parker: As a kid growing up in the Northeast, I was fascinated by the South. I read Faulkner, I learned about the Civil War, I listened to the music, new and old. I had a romantic notion about what the South was and is. I guess I still kind of do. I eventually moved to Raleigh, N.C., and spent a few years there. And I traveled throughout the South on tour many times. Though I had been through the Mississippi Delta on tour, I had never spent any time there until recently.

I stayed in Clarksdale at The Shack Up Inn (a collection of old shotgun shacks that that I would describe as thrift-store fabulous—it’s a very cool spot) and drove the back roads around the Delta. I visited Dockery Plantation and many of the small towns that dot the area. I saw Charlie Patton’s grave and one of Robert Johnson’s graves (there are at least three grave sites). Went to Red’s Lounge. Saw some great music and met some great people.

It’s another world down there. There’s a gravity. It’s spooky and mysterious. It’s third world and first world. Visiting the Delta helped me understand where all that music that has been so important to me over the years comes from, though it’s still an epic mystery.