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MUSIC<br />

Nadia Reid and<br />

Ivy Rossiter (a.k.a. Luckless)<br />

Interview<br />

BY BRITTANY MANN<br />

PHOTOGRAPHY BY Vanessa GERRIE<br />

Nadia Reid and Ivy Rossiter (a.k.a Luckless) recently performed at the i<strong>co</strong>nic and allegedly<br />

haunted Chicks Hotel in Port Chalmers as part of their Ballads and Badlands national tour.<br />

Brittany Mann went along for the whiskey and good times.<br />

The girls<br />

Ballads and Badlands is Nadia Reid and<br />

Ivy Rossiter’s first major <strong>co</strong>llaboration.<br />

Described by Reid as an exercise in “abrasive<br />

folk,” the Badlands tour was <strong>co</strong>nceived of at the<br />

beginning of 2013 but was only put into motion<br />

a <strong>co</strong>uple of months ago. “What we’re doing – it’s<br />

not overly lighthearted,” says Rossiter. “It’s not<br />

flossy and pretty, necessarily – it’s got some<br />

kind of substance to it. The idea of travelling<br />

through the badlands … it can be real badlands,<br />

like a desert road or the Linders Pass, or it can<br />

also be the badlands of your soul.”<br />

For Reid and Rossiter, life on the road is a<br />

something of a “suspension of reality.” Rossiter<br />

explains: “In real life, there’s all of these very<br />

<strong>co</strong>mplicated problems that need solving all the<br />

time. But when you’re on tour, everything is<br />

<strong>co</strong>mpletely immediate and you get to do what<br />

you love doing every day.” The girls’ appreciation<br />

for their rapidly-expanding fanbase is deep.<br />

“That people would actually show up to see us<br />

play is totally insane,” says Rossiter. “They’ve got<br />

fireplaces and cats and kitchens and books and<br />

all of these other things <strong>co</strong>mpeting for their attention<br />

and yet, they <strong>co</strong>me out and they see us.”<br />

Reid and Rossiter have been playing live shows<br />

since they were in their mid-teens and early<br />

twenties, respectively, and have each released an<br />

EP (Letters I Wrote and Never Sent and Luckless).<br />

Reid is about to drop her se<strong>co</strong>nd re<strong>co</strong>rd. “I’m<br />

definitely feeling like I’m starting to find my<br />

groove in the last year or so,” she says. “I’m really<br />

excited about [the EP]. I totally have a clear idea<br />

of what I want and where I want to go.”<br />

The girls first met through mutual, musically<br />

minded friends in Auckland; Reid has been<br />

based there since late 2010, whilst Rossiter has<br />

recently escaped to be<strong>co</strong>me a “musical nomad”<br />

on tour for the foreseeable future. While both<br />

artists tend towards “introspective music with<br />

a slightly darker side to it,” the girls’ musical<br />

styles differ markedly, occasioning a curiously<br />

arresting crossover of genres that, ac<strong>co</strong>rding to<br />

Reid, is “a good point of difference for this tour.”<br />

The Chicks show was the girls’ fourth on their<br />

<strong>15</strong>-venue national tour. “Once we did it last<br />

night, we knew we <strong>co</strong>uld do it,” said Reid,<br />

originally from Port Chalmers. “I like <strong>co</strong>ming<br />

back to Chicks because I like seeing familiar<br />

faces, bringing some new songs and some new<br />

vibes. Every time I <strong>co</strong>me here, I feel like it’s a<br />

real stepping-stone. Tonight, it’s on different<br />

grounds – we’ve never done this before.”<br />

The gig<br />

Dunedin local Bill Morris, whom Luckless first<br />

met on the Interislander, opened the gig,<br />

which transpired to be more a troika of sets than<br />

a true <strong>co</strong>llaborative effort. Morris ac<strong>co</strong>mpanied<br />

himself on both the guitar and the harmonica<br />

and, ac<strong>co</strong>rding to a friend I had taken along,<br />

“clearly had a lot of feelings.” A bluesy, Kiwi<br />

Bruce Springsteen in lyrics if not style, Morris endearingly<br />

laboured under the misapprehension<br />

that experience equals wisdom for the entirety<br />

of his set. Singing passionately of working-class<br />

melancholia, Morris had relatable song lyrics<br />

that referenced things like the “Rotovegas<br />

Warehouse car park.” Indeed, my group <strong>co</strong>ncurred<br />

that what Morris lacked in metaphor,<br />

he made up for with raw poignancy. A friend<br />

had the shrewd revelation that, “Give a prole a<br />

harmonica, and you get that guy.”<br />

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