WISHBONE ZOE IS: a teller of stories, a rummager of the discarded tragedies and hopes of human beings, cyanide devourer, ex-roller coaster line-pass negotiator, charmer of coyotes, sidewalk-licking, slop-delivering, claw-dancing, slap-happy Sky Child, a solo act, a band, an orchestra. Using a collection of assorted bottles and electric drills, banjos and guitars, a megaphone and a coconut kalimba, she manipulates the word into fire and the note into smoke. For over two years she has traveled the Pioneer Valley of Western Massachusetts spinning dark tales and devilishly jubilant toe-tappers that conjure up images of gypsy caravans and carnivals after dark.
Whether accompanied by her cavalcade of terrific local musicians or building looped tracks onstage by her solitary solo-ly self, Zoe has carved out a clean, juicy spot for herself in the rich Valley music scene playing at some of the area's most well-known venues and sharing the stage with such local heroes as Jim Henry, Heather Maloney, Carrie Ferguson, and members of the Sun Parade. In the past two years, she's humbly graced--often multiple times--some of the great stages and festivals in Massachusetts including the Iron Horse, the Rendezvous, the North Quabbin Garlic/Arts Fest, Club Passim, and the Montague Bookmill.
Keep an ear and an eye out for Miss Zoe, her megaphone, and her coyotes in the future...she may be soon coming to a music hall/trashcan fire/salloon/stadium/cardboard box near you.