Wayne Robbins
Newsday - Music Journalist & Critic
“Folk songs for lonely tumbleweeds" is the self-description of Texas "badass" fiddler, singer, and songwriter Nicole Ridgwell. She opened one of her sets with "Don't Let Me Go Back," just her and her fiddle, alternating instrument and vocals. If one were to invent a story about Ridgwell, it would be this song, with its sense of exile from a small town, the shame of returing. (She lives in Austin, Texas.) She's got a full-throated voice, not afraid to push it to her limits.
Debora Ewing
Folk Works - Journalist
I don’t know what to call the music I like: Hard folk. Punk Folk. Death Folk. Americana with a sledge hammer. Strings, wood, and metal with a dusty floor and a bit of grunge. What makes it Folk is the story it tells: hard-luck and road-weary, living out of sheer spite. Real stories of real folks and all the uncomfortable furniture that entails.
Nicole Ridgwell connected with me and one word in her email jumped out at me with a bounce and crazy eyes: ANALOGUE. I had to know more. Nicole asked only that I get to know her music before we talked, and I surely did.
Cast Iron Shoes makes a sound that soothes my mind – just edgy enough to feel mildly threatening, but soft enough to curl up and take a nap. You can decide if I’m describing my mind or the music. This is a place where truth is messy but irrefutable. Our conversation wove through vintage gear, & honesty in art.