November Tour

Thank you to all who came out to hear us in November! You helped us hone our second album in the works, and it was especially powerful being with you all in Winston-Salem at The Garage the night after the election. The cathartic energy in the room brought us together in what felt like the beginning of new era of uncertainty. We found the light in the darkness because of you, and will continue to carry it in honor and protection of anyone whose rights will become threatened by the policies of this new administration. Bless you all, and once we get adjusted to our new baby girl on the way, we will be on tour again. 

Huffington Post Reviews The Kingdom Belongs to a Child

"...she combines the agony of loss with her deeply held values to create an Americana classic that oozes with the blood of her Southern heritage."

Deep in the bowels of a coal-mining town in West Virginia, a young girl named Melissa knew she was destined for a life on the stage. Her first taste of performance art was at the age of three when she began her career in ballet which spanned for two decades until a spinal injury ended her dancing days. Though she would no longer feel the pinch of pointe shoes on the Marley floor, her days on the stage were far from over...

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No Depression Review of The Kingdom Belongs to a Child by Rachel C

"...a remarkable pearl."

"Morrison's voice is nothing less than captivating, and her light touch avoids the maudlin while sending chills up your spine. The Kingdom Belongs to a Child is beautiful, probably one of the most thoughtful, delicate, and elegant albums I've written about here. You owe it to yourself to give it a spin."

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Bearded Magazine Reviews The Kingdom Belongs To A Child

"....built along the distinctly human strains of Bon Iver with the story telling moxie of more seasoned artists like Loretta Lynn."

"You’re not far into Kingdom before you realize that Morrison isn’t just an accomplished artist; she’s in control of her craft, eschewing the temptation to gray her songs. Instead she infuses each of them with a singularity, a voice and often, a challenge, which makes this collection of songs so much greater than just an ordinary object of beauty."

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The Kingdom

I wrote this last month. I wanted to share it here for the release of our debut album, The Kingdom Belongs to a Child. 

Every once in awhile at night when I was a kid trying to get to sleep, I would get a strange sensation. I would feel the inner me—my soul? —roll over toward the wall, whereas the outer me—my tangible body—kept facing my sister sleeping in her twin bed. It felt like a pleasant stretch before joining the two back together. After my dad died last year, I thought about this a lot. It was some personal evidence in the possibility of the afterlife, that my dad’s consciousness still existed somewhere, that who he was in the end had little to do with his physical body. 

Yesterday, I read What It Is by Lynda Barry as part of a class I teach. Reading this book felt like listening to the conversation my inner and outer selves have been having since I was born. A conversation that has been increasing in volume little by little, that sometime during the last decade I began to decipher, and that over the past year I heard at full volume while we made our record. This conversation is a reckoning between all that is tangible and logical with all that is indefinable and ethereal.

Famous Last Words Reviews The Kingdom Belongs To A Child

"There are personal and external issues at stake when it comes to the debut album from Cashavelly Morrison. With the title of ‘The Kingdom Belongs To A Child’ playing a significant role here, the album explores issues of loss whether relating directly to this songstress or reflecting upon those around her, as well as tackling issues of a sociological and political nature relating to inequality and empowering women for example. It’s powerful, emotive stuff that really deserves to be heard."

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