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Kerrville New Folk award winner (1986), landslide top vote-getter at the Falcon Ridge Folk Festival's "Most Wanted Showcase" (1996), and NAIRD INDIE nominee - Digging Through My Closet, singer/songwriter album of the year (1994), DAVID ROTH has often been cited for his entertaining stage presence, accomplished musicianship, and powerful singing and subject matter. Since emerging from a nationwide field of several hundred songwriters to open the 1987 Kerrville (TX) Folk Festival as its New Folk winner, David has won accolades for his performances, workshops, writing, and recordings. In addition to singing "Earth" at the 40th Anniversary of the United Nations, David's "Rising in Love" was performed at the 100th Anniversary of Carnegie Hall in 1991. "Manuel Garcia" (based on the true story of one man's battle with cancer) and "Nine Gold Medals" (which Tom Paxton says is "one of the best songs I've heard in the last 20 years") both appear in the best-selling Chicken Soup for the Soul series by Jack Canfield and Mark Victor Hansen. David's song "A Little Something More" appears in Barbara Glanz's business best-seller CARE Packages for the Workplace (McGraw-Hill). Her sequel, "Care Packages for the Home" (Andrews-McMeel) includes seven of David's songs, one at the end of each chapter. In addition to performing at music festivals, clubs and venues across the U.S. and Canada, David leads singing, songwriting, and performance workshops and is a presenter and emcee at a wide variety of conferences and retreats. He has been the artist-in-residence for several years at New York's Omega Institute, one of the country's leading adult education centers, and has recorded six albums of his work.
(by David Roth)
I
was born in Chicago some time ago, long enough to remember the great snowstorm
of '67. Got to miss a week of school, and we took my sled to the Jewel
supermarket instead of our gold convertible Pontiac LeMans, which didn't
do too well on snow. This was my second favorite vehicle, next to the
silver and red one-speed Schwinn bike I rode, housed each winter in the
garage whose door I pitched imaginary baseball games against every summer.
I loved baseball as a kid, and was convinced I'd grow up to play first
base for the White Sox one day (my older sister liked the Cubs, so I had
to send my loyalties to the south side, even though we lived on the north).
My dad was the Maitre D' at Chicago's Chez Paree nightclub, and my mother
was a big band singer. I had a crush on the McGuire Sisters -- all three
of them.
My first job was as a busboy at Arlington Park Racetrack on Saturdays when I was 13 years old. Worked there every summer through high school (Niles West in Skokie, where my music teacher was Frank Winkler, the great jazz pianist and former touring keyboardist for Peggy Lee and Sammy Davis Jr.). He taught me respect for music in all its forms, and I still have his picture taped on one of my notebooks. Went downtown to Wabash Street with my best friend when I was a senior and paid a couple hundred bucks (a lot of money then) for a new Gibson B-25 guitar with a sunburst top. The first lick I taught myself was "Daytripper" by the Beatles. The first song I labored to learn was "April Come She Will" by Simon & Garfunkel. I continued at the University of Illinois sometime thereafter, the shadows of Steve Goodman and Dan Fogelberg still on the walls at the Red Herring Coffeehouse in Urbana where I first began to pull that guitar out of its case in public. My pal Judd and I came up with the concept of doing "Duet for Two Tennis Rackets" at their Fall Folk Festival one year, and my album collection contained discs by Goodman, Prine, Fogelberg, Shel Silverstein, Gordon Lightfoot, Bruce Cockburn, Paul Simon, Jackson Browne, Alan Sherman, Tony Bennett and Mel Torme´. I'd probably also "borrowed" a Peter, Paul & Mary disk or two from my sister on occasion, but passed on Peter & Gordon and Chad & Jeremy. Wrote my first song on Valentine's Day in 1974, "Ode to Harmony Bill". Don't ever ask me to play it, and my titles are getting better these days. Upon graduation (a degree in Radio/TV Communications) I took a job as an advertising copywriter at a small agency in Anchorage, Alaska. I was half of the creative department (2 people). I wrote, he drew. I remember being thrilled at the very idea that I could be paid money to write words, and I used to stay late just because I enjoyed writing with no one else around. My advertising career lasted exactly five months when I lost my interest (which I have since wondered how I ever gained in the first place) and resigned. So I traveled from Los Angeles to New York City the hard way (going west) and ended up in the center of the universe in the Spring of 1980. I quickly realized that playing covers wasn't gonna cut it any more if I wanted to be serious about doing more music. Went down to Greenwich Village one Monday night, stumbled into Folk City and the Cornelia Street Cafe to meet the singer songwriters of the day...Jack Hardy, Suzanne Vega, David Massengill, Cliff Eberhardt, Rod MacDonald, Josh Joffen, and later on, Shawn Colvin, John Gorka, and anybody else who happened to be passing through New York City who knew about these very special collocations (that's a word I found in the Thesaurus under "gatherings"). I was hooked, intimidated, intrigued, and addicted, and an obvious neophyte, but the beauty there was the rule that everyone who showed up at these Monday night things could only play a "work in progress". We weren't there to parade our greatest hits or polished jewels, but rather the rawest and most recent writing that anyone was willing to put out in front of the group. Cheaper than college, and more to the point. My "visit" to New York City lasted almost ten years, and my Monday nights of open mikes and all night-cafe´s proved to be a fertile songwriting workplace. Had a lot of part time jobs during this time, including wearing a sandwich sign on Broadway (lesson in humility), cutting leather in a factory, doing office temp work, waiting tables, and later on working as an audio engineer at United Nations Radio and ABC-TV. I entered the Kerrville Folk Festival's annual songwriting contest in Texas in 1985 and got as far as making the list of forty finalists. Came back from that festival and thought about what I had learned by hearing and meeting people like Chuck Pyle, Steve Gillette, Pierce Pettis, Jon Ims, Mike Williams, and LJ Booth for the first time, then entered again the next year and got the big enchilada - selection to open the mainstage the following year. Someone holding up a walkman tape recorder in the audience during the contest gave me what turned out to be the demo tape that I used to get bookings for almost two years. Towards the end of my time in NYC I also met a man named Mark Tucker
who had a business called Awakening Heart Productions. He'd been traveling
all around the country for years showing inspirational multi-media programs
to audiences that included the U.S. Congress, the Pentagon, National Geographic,
Kodak, Harvard, Princeton, Yale, countless conferences and retreats, and
he'd heard a couple of my songs. Invited me Career highlights not mentioned above include:
Concerts Conferences Workshops One-Man Show
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