C.C. reader. ([Middletown, Pa.]) 1973-1982, January 22, 1981, Image 10

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    age 10
Dedicated Capitol Campus students trudge to class
during last Friday's bli zzar d . READER Photo by Harry H. Moyer
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Thursday, January ,
Lacy f.'s wailin'
is like Waylon
Campus Digest News Service
The J. Dalton sounds like a female Waylon
Jennings who left her innocence tied to the hit
ching post outside some saloon.
She can flirt with a country phrase like a
honky-tonk woman making advances at a
good-timin' man.
Earthy, you might call her. Or teasingly
tender, perhaps.
Whatever, there is an honest quality about
her singing that, sure enough, spills over into
her songwriting.
She does both very well, this lady from San
ta Cruz who, at 33, is just getting started in
the country music business.
"I may be a singing grandmother before my
career takes hold," she said the other day.
Not hardly.
Dalton's debut album, "Lacy J. Dalton,"
is high on the country charts and has spawned
a couple of Top 20 country singles, "Ten
nessee Waltz" and "Crazy Blue Eyes."
She's toured the country, from honky-tonks
to theaters and colleges.
Here she is, a product of Bloomsburg, Pa.,
who was singing psychedelic rock a decade ago
and once was told by a producer that she
sounded too much like Joan Baez to ever
make it.
Well, today--singing those progressive coun
try songs of hers--she sounds a whole lot more
like Waylon Jennings than Joan Baez.
Back when she was Jill Crosston ("I chang
ed my name because nobody could remember
it") she made up her mind that she wasn't go
ing to sing "horrible, ol' country."
"At first, I was into protest songs. Then the
blues, then rock 'n' roll. As a rock singer I
was offered a contract by every major recor
ding company, but I refused'to leave my band.
After the band broke up and I was on my o%n
again, I became more oriented to country-folk
music."
Now she is comfortable with country. "It's
grown up a lot in the last 10 years," she said.
"With Waylon and Willie Nelson, Bobby
Bare and Jerry Jeff Walker. It's allowed us to
do folk-oriented and rock-oriented country.
"I find that the country artists have chang
ed, or I haven't been aware of how enlighten
ed they are.
To listen to her songs, you'd think Dalton
spends a lot of time at honky-tonks, befrieii
ding cowboys and truckers who spend more
time with a bottle than the same woman.
In reality, she is a widow raising a 9-year
old son.
"Some of what I write is purely
speculative," she said. "Some dwells upon my
own life or the lives of people around me.
"I've been writing for 12' years, probably 100
songs. I go through periods where I can't find
anything that sounds good, fresh or different.
Then there are times when it comes easily, five
or six songs a week.
"I guess I'm a little out of my era," she
said. "Maybe I'm a bit earthier than 1900 s
folks. I like open space, peace and quiet, real
down-to-earth things. There's a generation
like that, but there's also the disco people.
"I feel more kinship to Waylon and Willie
than I ever will to the slick-city thing."
C.C. Reader